Miss My Homey

Damn it man I miss my homie Praying to god hoping he could hold me Yea Yea Yea Yea Damn it man I miss my homie Im sitting back in my lonely Praying to god hoping he could hold me I swear to god that they gon fold me Damn it man I miss my homie Im sitting back in my lonely Praying to god hoping he could hold me I swear to god that they gon fold me I swear to god that they gon fold me I should of stood away the day you told me Addicted to the streets can you forgive me Im missing you my n**** shit is crazy Thinking bout the shit that we’ve done lately Was gonna be a father to a baby You was just a younging in the making Just a youngin in the making You was just a youngin trynna make it out Reminiscing on times you was smoking your Buddha clouds Highbridge aint the best but you told me that you were moving out Ya daughter on the way you was sick of hearing them trigger sounds Racist cops harassing saying lets take this n**** down No life for us Told me to come to cali right with you And we took a picture We were looking right at the blue skies I knew something was up I could see that shit through ya dark eyes I said Wasup? And you told me that life’s a blessing I knew that something was missing I knew that you weren’t telling You told me you loved me Told me stay away from the streets Cause when you come back to visit you wanna see me in one piece You don’t want to come back hearing that your n**** deceased And I dapped you up, gave you the longest hug that I ever gave Who would’ve known the next very day They’ll blast your life away They gunned you down Right in-front of the block and I heard the shots Ya daughter spitting image of you Ya dreams had come true Ya baby mother pulled through best mother your daughter had Im really glad You will forever be in my living past I love you and I miss you my n**** To me your never gone Damn it man I miss my homie Im sitting back in my lonely Praying to god hoping he could hold me I swear to god that they gon fold me Damn it man I miss my homie Im sitting back in my lonely Praying to god hoping he could hold me I swear to god that they gon fold me My homie, damn it man I miss my homie