Allow me to get Polaroid with you
I wrote this in the middle of December
Talk about some shit I could remember
Wife beater and some corduroy slippers
40 on the countertop
A 40 in the fridge
Lil wody wanna bang the block
But shorty's just a kid
See he would always blame his pops for how he used to live
Bang rags
Slang crack
Even got it off the bitch
Still managed to skip two grades cause the youngin had gifts
Mind of a legend
Even had hood myths
How he would fight COs when he did his bid
Long live
Get a chance to bring you back then I'm all in
When you left
I'll be honest
I was mad at you nigga
But I remember
You would tell me
That I'm proud of you nigga
Never hugged
Tough love brought the best out a nigga
But I ain't sad
I'm just glad you made it out of here nigga
You ain't here but you're here in me
Only god could put fear in me
You ain't here but you're here in me
Only god could put fear in me
Been taking days for granted
I been cooking, counter tops
But this right here stopped me
Like I got hit with a rock
I knew something was wrong when I had picked up the phone
My bro gave me that look
And he said our nigga gone
Same nigga that I started with
Rapping at shows
Same nigga that I got it with when we was all broke
Same nigga that would tell me that you give them niggas hope
Same nigga that would call just to check on little bro
You're my nigga
Apart from all this rap shit
Till my casket
You're my nigga
If I'm the last one standing
Know I had to bring my nigga
Through all the ups and downs
I'm glad to call you my nigga
But now all I got is shit that I remember
You ain't here but you're here in me
Only god could put fear in me
You ain't here but you're here in me
Only god could put fear in me