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I Wish (To The Homies That We Lost) (remix)

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Yo what up, my nigga You know I was in the hood I just thought I'd stop by Holler at you for a minute Pour out a little liquor or something Nigga, we done been through a lot of shit together From running these streets to being down for whatever And now that you're gone I got a whole lot of shit to tell you Things I should've said way back when we was younger Remember when we used to roll hand in hand And now I'm tripping on how I really miss you, man And remember when you and me would say We'd get up out this hood and everything would be okay It's all good now (My nigga) We out the hood now We had the same ideas, but not the same careers We shared the same old laugh, and not the same tears You were my homie, my sconey, my Roni My nigga and never placed no bitch before me Man, I swear to God I love you for that shit Why'd you have to get hit Where was I, what time was it You were supposed to get older with me On stage, hands on shoulders with me Copping them Range Rovers with me Sitting on thangs and smoking trees And if it wasn't for the will that God had made I'd turn back the hands of time and take your place Sitting here sipping on this Hennessy Just thinking about how much you meant to me (My nigga) Even when you're gone you will always be my nigga When you went home I'm still missing you, my nigga I'm feeling like the timing was wrong, my nigga I know you're smiling down saying carry on, my nigga Sometimes my nights can get long, my nigga Sometimes I feel God did me wrong, my nigga So I had to write a song, my nigga Just to let you know that you're still my nigga I wish, I wish, I wish (Oh I) I wish, I wish, I wish Little son is looking at me like, "Where is my daddy?" And your 13-year old daughter is mad 'cause she understands Promised your mama I'd take care of the family But she's so hurt, she turns away my helping hands Damn, I wish your ass was here, my nigga To grow that gray beard and smoke that cigar, my nigga And we would talk about you getting up out this game And you would tell me how it keeps calling you name (We used to ride-ride-ride) Never afraid to (Die-die-die) But sometimes we (Cry-cry-cry) Asking the Lord (Why-why-why) They're tearing down these projects We were homies for like 20 thug years


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