Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I Wish, artist - Real Life. Album song Let's Fall In Love, in the genre Электроника
Date of issue: 11.03.1990
Record label: Curb
Song language: English
I Wish |
I wish, I wish, I wish |
I wish, I wish, I wish |
Rollin' through the hood |
Just stopped by to say what’s up And let you know your baby boy ain’t doin' so tough |
Even though you passed |
Going on four long years |
Still waking up late at night cryin' tears |
Just thinkin' about those days |
You used to talk to me Smilin' while I’m sippin' on this Hennessy |
And remember we’d brag on how rich we would be To get up out this hood was like a fantasy |
PRE-CHORUS |
And now you hear my songs |
The radio is playin' |
Oh I can’t believe my ears and what everybody’s sayin' |
Boy I tell you folks don’t know the half |
I would give it all up just to take one ride with you |
How I used to kick it on the front porch |
With you |
And how I used to lay back and smoke weed |
With you |
And all the little basement party joints we’d do Now I’m just missing you |
How I wish |
I wish that I could hold you now |
I wish that I could touch you now |
I wish that I could talk to you |
Be with you somehow |
I know you’re in a better place |
Even though I can’t see your face |
I know you’re smilin' down on me Sayin' everything’s OK |
And if I make it out this thug life |
I’ll see you again someday |
I wish, I wish, I wish |
I wish, I wish, I wish |
Ever since this money come |
It’s been nothing but stress |
Sometimes I wish that I could just trade in my success |
Y’all look at me and say |
Boy, you’ve been blessed |
But y’all don’t see the inside of my unhappiness |
Man, I swear this shit gets heavy like a ton |
That’s why you hear me shootin' this real shit off like a gun |
Mmm I wonder how my friends would treat me now |
If I wasn’t iced up with a Bentley and a house |
That’s why |
Fake-ass niggas get fake-ass digits |
And fake-ass players get a real player hatin' em Honey love goes platinum and y’all ass come 'round |
But y’all don’t wanna raise the roof |
Until my shit is goin' down |
PRE-CHORUS |
And now you hear my songs |
The radio is playin' |
Oh I can’t believe my ears and what everybody’s sayin' |
Boy I tell you folks don’t know the half |
I would give it all up just to take one ride with you |
How I used to hoop off in them tournaments |
With you |
And how I used to club hop on weekends |
With you |
Your family called the morning of a tragic end |
Damn… my condolences |
Voices in my head |
Be tellin' me to come to church |
Say the Lord is the only way for you to stop the hurt |
Dreaming of windows |
Black-tinted like a hearse |
But waking up to life sometimes seems worse |
And all I ever wanted is to be a better man |
And I try to keep it real with my homies, man |
Want me to save the world |
I don’t understand |
How did I become the leader of a billion fans |
PRE-CHORUS |
And now you hear my songs |
The radio is playin' |
Oh I can’t believe my ears and what everybody’s sayin' |
Boy I tell you folks don’t know the half |
I would give it all up just to take one ride |
With you |
How I used to street perform on Friday |
With you |
And how I’d go to church on Easter Sunday |
With you |
Instead of y’all throwin' them stones at me Somebody pray for me CHORUS 3/VAMP |