Lost Ones

I smell gunpowder, inhale weed smoke, pour out a little for you, cause you gone Sometimes I sit till the sun rise, looking at my phone Hoping you would call, prayers to God it's a homicide I remember the call, uncle Arnold to his nephew Lamar I'm in Texas because Katrina, but my flight is booked, rushed to the airport Grandma stared across the street, I can't believe you died Crossed the street from Josie, walking in that FEMA trailer Witnessing all the blood around it I knew that day from my fate, so much death around me So when I touch down, I sit on Josie's porch with the hope you come around I smell gunpowder, inhale weed smoke, pour out a little for you, cause you gone Sometimes I sit till the sun rise, looking at my phone, Hoping you would call My auntie Phaedra and I are connected How she hurt for Keisha, I hurt for that nigga I knew that day I'll kill over family members Before the flight took off, back to Texas, The smell I remember I smell gunpowder, inhale weed smoke, pour out a little for you, cause you gone Sometimes I sit till the sun rise, looking at my phone Hoping you would call, prayers to God I smell gunpowder, inhale weed smoke, pour out a little for you, cause you gone Sometimes I sit till the sun rise, looking at my phone Hoping you would call Dear Butch, you made my sister happy You gave me a nephew, you made beats for me to rap to She wouldn't have the life she have now if she didn't have you Call me peanut when I didn't listen, rapping intermission My prom me and Justin taking pictures, you gave me a key to the whip Put a gun in the glove box, say use it or just leave it there This life ain't fair, but really real I wonder if my grandfather didn't die at 21 in Vietnam And both my dad and father lost they moms I sacrifice time since my youth Chasing words to express feelings I can say now My anger the same, but I can communicate it now Through therapy, tackle my trauma, eyes forward never head down I take your feelings in consideration I just sit and not say shit It's only cause I love you, I don't want you to think I hate you I chose to walk a different path After Uncle Dutt died, ain't no coming back Duce 1 I smell gunpowder, inhale weed smoke, Pour out a Little for you cause you gone Sometimes I sit til the sun rise, looking at my phone Hoping you would call, prayers to God I smell gunpowder, inhale weed smoke, Pour out a Little for you cause you gone Sometimes I sit til the sun rise, looking at my phone Hoping you would call Sometimes I sit til the sun rise, looking at my phone Hoping you would call Sometimes I sit til the sun rise, looking at my phone Hoping you would call