Still here

For my hommies that is gone, God bless your soul Eyes still wet up and shit Still can`t let it go Through thick and thin Through ups and lows Good times don`t fade Yeah you probably know Big O remember we would clash right ? F*ck these teachers pullin pranks during class time Playing hide and seek with them gas pipes No hummer in my fridge we was the bad type Braggin you gon make with this football shit Frankfurt Galaxy curved you, you was super pissed Livin wild and furious like we Ludacris Tight kins brothers for life Cause you was cool and lit Your mom loves you Still sending prayers for you The hood still remembers you dog You was boss dude Where Tariq at ? straight player Had them chicks clapped Now he bumming on the streets Like he a mismatch We grew round pricks In high boots and steel caps So we carried knuckledusters make em feel that You name it We probably done did that For my hommies up to heaven on big raft Who would have thought it would pan out like this ? Used to brawl lil kids ball our hands to a fist Remember Bob with the canon he ripped Remember Chris he got stuck on some chemical trip Remember Nick had that canada chick She didn't know he would film her on camera shit ( sicko ) Remember Ice caught a bid over money scams And Monique's funny dance on them summer jams Malice built like tanks she could stomp a man And Rasheed makin doe bought a hummer van Bam stabbed Reese for a hundred grams Then his men came back and they blundgeoned Bam Ron was a player, Tom was a beater Scuffles on the bball court over cheeba See i knew that these summers was blissed Gin and juice came out we was pumpin that shit Everyday hung out we was drunk to the tip We was pissed, cause Jay got the book thrown at em This for homies who stood and gone brethrens