I Wish - Remix (To the Homies That We Lost)

Yeah, we done been through a whole lot of **** together

Runnin' these streets to bein' down for whatever

And now that you're gone, I got a whole lot of **** to tell ya

Things I should've said way back when we was younger

Remember when we used to roll hand in hand?

And now I'm trippin' 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 ****, we out the hood now

We have the same ideas, but not the same careers

We share the same old lives but not the same tears

You were my homie, my skonie, my rollie, ****

And never placed no **** before me

Man, I swear to God, I love you for that ****

Why you have to get hit? Where was I? What time was it?

You were supposed to get older with me

On stagehands, on shoulders with me

Coppin' them Range Rovers with me

Sittin' on things and smokin' ****

And if it wasn't for the will that God had made

I'd turn back the hands of time and take your place

Sittin' here, sippin' on this Hennessy

Just thinkin' about what you meant to me

Even though you're gone, you'll always be my ****

Though you made it home, I'm still missin' you, my ****

I'm feelin' like the timing was wrong, my *****

You're smiling down, sayin', "Carry on, my ****"

Sometimes my nights can get long, my ****

Sometimes I feel God did me wrong, my ****

So I had to write a song, my ****

Just to let you know that you still my ****

(I wish, I wish, I wish)

(I wish, I wish, I wish)

Your little son lookin' at me like, "Where's my daddy?"

And your thirteen 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 helpin' hands

Damn, I wish your **** was here, my ****

To grow that great beard and smoke that cigar, my ****

And we would talk 'bout you gettin' up out this game

And you would tell me how it keeps callin' your name

(Ride, ride, ride)

Never afraid to

(Die, die, die)

But sometimes we

(Cry, cry, cry)

Askin' the Lord

(Why? Why? Why?)

They tearin' down these projects

We were homies for like twenty thug years

Sat in church and cried the same thug tears

You remember when that world premiere

How we used to share the same old gear

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 ****, we out the hood now

It's so easy for folks to say, "Rob, just live on"

When I'm dyin', every second that you're gone

Nevertheless, I try my best to be strong

Hopin' you said your prayers before you went on home

We done stood on these blocks and just shot the breeze

We slapped **** in the middle of the street

And if a fight broke out, you would take up for me

All I left is these good old memories

(I wish, I wish, I wish)

(I wish, I wish, I wish)

Yo dawg, I can't explain how I miss you

We stayed together, coppin' ****, poppin' ****

I miss you most, puttin' the du-rag over your bean head

Even out the hood, don't it seem you brag

Comin' up off the fiends with ****

Runnin' up out the cleanest Jag

You was the closest **** I had

Look how we stayed aces, hustle made big faces

I wish we could trade places

Givin' you ice, I'd rather give you life

And the things that I had, I'd give you twice

What the deal, my ****?

I know you holdin' it down

If you could see me, you would say I'm talkin' soft right now

But it's hard for me to say when I'ma see you again

And I know it's **** up I gotta talk through this pen

But you died for the love of the dough

The love of the block

Sixteen, you was runnin' the spot

Boy, your mama used to hate how we stood on the curb

Hangin' with wild thug ****, smokin' the ****

I'ma keep pourin' this liquor and that's my word

This here for my **** that be flippin' the birds, word up

Even though you're gone, you'll always be my ****

Even though you're gone, I'll be missing you, my ****

I'm feelin' like the timing was wrong, my ****

You're smiling down, sayin', "Carry on, my ****"

Sometimes my nights can get long, my ****

Sometimes I feel God did me wrong, my ****

So I had to write a song, my ****

Just to let you know that you still my ****