Spyda, ha Yeah, RIP ???, RIP ??? RIP Lil Keed, RIP my baby mama kid, you know what I´m sayin´? This shit go on and on
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 Shit 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 had same laughs, but not same tears ??? my homie, my sconey, my broly My nigga, he never placed no bitch before me Man, I swear to God I love you for that shit Why you have to get hit Where was I? What time was it? You were supposed to get older with-
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 Even though you home, I´m still missing you, my nigga
I´m feeling like the timing was wrong, my nigga Now, 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