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R Kelly - I Wish (Remix) Lyrics |
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Yo', what up, my
n****
You know I was in the hood
I just thought I'd stop by
Holler at
you for a minute
Pour out a little liquor or some'in'
N****, we done
been through a lot of s*** together
From runnin' these streets to bein' down
for whatever
And now that you're gone I got a whole lot of s*** to
tell
you
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 n****)
We out the hood
now (Mmm)
We had the same ideas, but not the same careers
We shared the
same old laugh, and now the same tears
You were my homie, my sconey, my
Roni
My n**** and never placed no b**** before me
Man, I sear to God I
love for that s***
Why'd you have to get hit
Where was I, what time was
it
You were supposed to get older with me
On stage, hands on shoulders
with me
Coppin' them Range Rovers with me
Sittin' on thangs and smokin'
trees
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 how much you meant to me (My n***)
Even
when you're gone you will always be my n****
When you went home I'm still
missin' you, my n****
I'm feelin' like the timing was wrong, my n****
I
know you're smilin' down sayin' carry on, my n****
Some times my nights
can get long, my n****
Some times I feel God did me wrong, my n****
So I
had to write a song, my n****
Just to let you know that you're still my
n****
I wish, I wish, I wish (Oh, I)
I wish, I wish, I
wish
Little son is lookin' at me like, "Where is my daddy?"
And your
13-year old daughter is mad ˇRcause 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 a** was here, my n****
To grow that gray beard
and smoke that cigar, my n****
And we would talk about you gettin' up out
this game
And you would tell me how it keeps callin' your name
(We
used to ride-ride-ride)
Never afraid to (Die-die-die)
But some times we
(Cry-cry-cry)
Askin' the Lord (Why-why-why)
They're tearin' down these
projects
We were homies for like 20 thug years
Sat in church and cried
the same thug tears
You remember when Vibe World Premier
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
n****
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
When we stood on these blocks and just shot the breeze
We'd
slapbox dead in the middle of streets
And if a fight broke out, you would
take up for me
You're all I have left of these ghetto memories
I wish,
I wish, I wish (Oh, I)
I wish, I wish, I wish
Uh, uh, yo' dog, I can't
explain how I miss you
We stayed together, coppin' cane, poppin' pistols
I
miss you most
Puttin' the doo rag over your bean head
Even out the hood on
the scene you brag (Whoa)
Comin' up off the fiends for bags
Runnin' up out
the cleaners, drag
You was the closest n**** I had
Look how we stayed
aces
Hustled, made big faces
I wish we could trade places
F*** givin'
you ice, I'd rather give you life
And the things that I had, I'd give you
twice (Oh,
yeah)
So what the deal, my n****, 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 see when I'mma see you again
And I know it's f***ed up, I
gotta talk through this
pen
But you'd died for the love of the
dough
The love of the block, 16 you was runnin' the spot
Boy, your mama
used to hate how we stood on the curb
Hangin' with wild thug n****s, smokin'
the herb (Mmm,
hmm, hmm)
I'm gonna keep pourin' this liquor and that's my
word
This here is for n****s that be flippin' them birds
(Oh)
Word
up!
Even though you know you will always be my
n****
(Whoa...whoa...oh...oh..)
Even though you're gone you will also be
my n****
I'm feelin' like the time when I'm high, my n****
I'm
feelin' like time
I'm strung out, sayin', "Radio, please don't take
the
n**** out this song
Let it play on, go on, on
So I had to write
this song, my n****
Just to let you know that you're still my n****
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