| Put it together from the start with the homie
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| Couldn’t picture ever having to part with the homie
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| And even though you’re still here in the flesh
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| It’s different on the West, your voice is truly missed
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| The missing piece, I’m saying it ain’t the same
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| Never leave you alone, praying for one more day
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| Who these niggas come and get their hooks from
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| When they need their radio shit spun? |
| Nate number 1!
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| A true artist indeed, you made your own lane
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| All these albums we drop will never be the same
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| Without your voice on them. |
| I’m thinking that’s the key
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| Choked up, smoked out, riding to these melodies
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| Reminiscing memories, on my way to visit you in therapy
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| Hoping God make it clear to me, on what the plan is
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| This dirty game is hella-scandlous, so this right here
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| Is dedicated to Nate
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| This is dedicated to you
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| It’s really something special
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| Making dreams come true
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| Seems hard to figure out
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| What this World is all about
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| This is dedicated
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| This is dedicated to you
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| From the dope spots, to popping on the charts
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| Grinding in the beach to make on the streets
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| Touring overseas, submitting legacies
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| Writing history with every song you sing
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| Regulating the era, standing side-by-side
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| And we down for whatever, was the days of the past
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| Now I’m looking to the future like
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| I don’t even wanna do music!
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| But I gotta keep it crackin
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| It’s a challenge when your homie’s talent
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| Hanging in the balance and life is such a trip
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| I know the world is full of madness
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| Learning how to walk and talk again? |
| I can’t imagine.
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| What that rehabilitation is like
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| When that Doc said that you couldn’t sing on the mic
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| What the Hell is going on? |
| It’s been writing songs, Hell no, that ain’t Nate
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| Dogg!
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| This is dedicated to you
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| It’s really something special
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| Making dreams come true
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| Seems hard to figure out
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| What this World is all about
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| This is dedicated
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| This is dedicated to you |