I Wish (remix) Lyrics

I Wish (remix) lyrics

Yo, what up, my n****

 You know I was in the hood

 I just thought Id stop by

 Holler at you for a minute

 Pour out a little liquor or somein

 

 N****, we done been through a lot of s*** together

 From runnin these streets to bein down for whatever

 And now that youre gone I got a whole lot of s*** to

 tell you

 Things I shouldve said way back when we was younger

 

 Remember when we used to roll hand in hand

 And now Im trippin on how I really miss you, man

 And remember when you and me would say

 Wed get up out this hood and everything would be okay

 

 Its 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***

 Whyd 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 wasnt for the will that God had made

 Id 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 youre gone you will always be my n****

 When you went home Im still missin you, my n****

 Im feelin like the timing was wrong, my n****

 I know youre 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 youre 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 cause she

 understands

 Promised your mama Id take care of the family

 But shes 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)

 Theyre 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

 Wed get up out this hood and everything would be okay

 

 (Its all good now) My n****

 We out the hood now

 Its so easy for folks to say, "Rob, just live on"

 When Im dyin every second that youre 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

 Wed slapbox dead in the middle of streets

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

 Youre 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 cant 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, Id rather give you life

 And the things that I had, Id 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 Im talkin soft

 right now

 But its hard for me to see when Imma see you again

 And I know its f***ed up, I gotta talk through this

 pen

 But youd 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)

 Im gonna keep pourin this liquor and thats 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 youre gone you will also be my n****

 Im feelin like the time when Im high, my n**** 

 

 Im feelin like time

 Im strung out, sayin, "Radio, please dont 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 youre still my n****