| Yeah*
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| God bless the dead
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| Even tho you gone you will always be my nigga
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| Yeah we made it home I’m still missing you my nigga
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| I’m feeling like the time it was wrong my nigga
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| Do your shilling down saying carry on my nigga
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| Sometimes my light skin get long my nigga
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| Sometimes I feel God did me wrong my nigga
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| So I had to write a song my nigga
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| Just to let you know that’cha still my nigga
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| I wish, I wish, I wish (woah why)
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| I wish, I wish, I wish (still my nigga)
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| I wish, I wish, I wish (woah why)
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| I wish, I wish, I wish (still my nigga)
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| I wish, I wish, I wish (woah why)
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| I wish, I wish, I wish (still my nigga)
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| I wish, I wish, I wish (woah why)
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| I wish, I wish, I wish
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| What’s been up with’cha homie, I know it’s been a minute
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| I’m going through it thinking how the fuck it ever ended
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| I’m feeling like it wouldn’t meant for them to come and get’cha
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| Damn it goin be hard to expect it knowing I wouldn’t with’cha (fuck)
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| I only pray that’chu in heaven I’m going through hell
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| It ain’t easy fighting with pain when you know I’m so well
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| Sometimes I wish I can see you and just talk
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| Grab my kicks and giva fuck where we going and just walk
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| But instead it’s like I’m all alone, everything going wrong
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| This shit got me confused, like were the fuck is home
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| I spend my nice away in places where I don’t belong
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| Today I got the right to hurt I’m sick of being strong
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| Memories of me and you left me in touch with anger
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| Now me and my smile look at each other like we total strangers
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| It’s like I’m running on emotion covered up with pride
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| The day you left the day that something inside of me died
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| A couple hours on my knees praying heavy til I fall asleep
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| Struggling to live still I’m trying seven days a week
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| Looking at this picture of you only got me stressing hard
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| Tho I know it’s wrong I feel like who am I to question God (who am I)
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| I only wish that I can bring you back my nigga
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| You kept it real so I’m a do just that my nigga
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| Today I’m here but nothing guarantee the latest
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| Shit I just got on the news and seen they just murdered the homie Gatta
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| They say the time here wounds in the hands of life
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| Mine a came and when I feeling like I missed it twice
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| I know we sacrifice but why you had to pay the price
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| Homie it was me and you but now it’s me and rainy nights
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| And when I die it’s where we pick up
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| You more than a brother don’t ever once think I would switch up
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| I’m feel like I’m nothing but yet I stand when other niggas out here thanking I
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| knew it when half ain’t shown up at’cha way
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| And nothing real about |