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Album: Welcome To Fazoland 1.5 (2017)

Missin' Em All

Everyone else been telling my story but I don't know what it will get
Everyone else been telling my story but I don't know what it will get
Cause so many people come out of my life so I'm conscience of letting them in

Back when I was in the streets told myself when I leave
I won't miss it at all
And I lost some people in my life that meant do much to me
I'm missin them all
I was running the streets with my dawgs
I got niggas and family gone
R.I.P I'm missing them all
Love these streets I do it for y'all
R.I.P missin my uncle gone
R.I.P missin my aunty gone
R.I.P man my grand papa gone
All my niggas I can't name em all
Through the madness I'm still standing tall
I been losing my homies since I was fifteen
That's the reason that I know that I'm strong
That's the reason they live through my songs

Through success I be stressing
But counting my blessings
Wish I could just fly away
That's the reason I woke up and got high today
And I know niggas just got to hate
But go count you a check
Why you watching how I calculate?
A lot of school mornings I never ate
They ain't wonder if I had a plate
I'm a go get me some anyway
Shit as long as my lil sister straight
If you got it and ain't have to go through the grind

Niggas like us will never relate
I be on the go, I never break
For that paper I don't hesitate
[?] and grind till your time
You gone shine one day
Never thought he see me crying one day
And I don't never go to church on Sundays
I was posted right there on the run way
But go still with me like a Sunday
With my glock 40 it's like a gun play
And I know that it might sound crazy
But a lot of days niggas could have blazed me
But I raised like the 90's and 80's
It's my lifestyle I can't let it faze me
Got to talk to my momma all the time
She be on the phone saying that I'm crazy
You know I keep the hammer on me all the time
I can't lie if I tried cause she raised me
Tell me she proud of me all the time
I just want to see her smile all the time
Remember I was in the streets, I was wilding
Thought I knew everything I was stylish
Commiting violence
It's a stony island

Back when I was in the streets told myself when I leave
I won't miss it at all
And I lost some people in my life that meant do much to me
I'm missin them all
I was running the streets with my dawgs
I got niggas and family gone
R.I.P I'm missing them all
Love these streets I do it for y'all
R.I.P missin my uncle gone
R.I.P missin my aunty gone
R.I.P man my grand papa gone
All my niggas I can't name em all
Through the madness I'm still standing tall
I been losing my homies since I was fifteen
That's the reason that I know that I'm strong
That's the reason they live through my songs


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