Fat Pat feat. HAWK & Double D Missing Our G's Lyrics

Ghetto Dreams Track Listing
CD 1
  • 1 Am I a Playa
  • 2 Body Roc
  • 3 Peep n' Me
  • 4 3rd Coast
  • 5 Reality
  • 6 Superstar
  • 7 I'm tha Man
  • 8 Getto Dreams
  • 9 Why They Hatin' Us
  • 10 Pymp Tyte
  • 11 Tha Last Man Standin'
  • 12 Tops Drop
  • 13 So U Like What U See
  • 14 5X
  • 15 Friends We Know
  • 16 Missing Our G's
  • (*talking*)
    Man, sitting here thinking
    Knowing I miss y'all boys, man
    I hope y'all feel this, we miss you

    [Hook - 2x]
    How we, miss our G's
    Every night, all I do is dream and pray
    Hoping that, I can see my homie again

    It's been a whole year, you've been gone
    And I still find it hard, to just hold on
    Everybody misses you, P-A-T
    Especially your down ass partna, that's me
    Always on my mind, everytime I turn around
    Up early in the morning, watch em put you in the ground
    A sad day it is, on this New Years
    It seems like the heaven from above, sheds tears
    All my ghetto peers, dead or on lock
    25 to life, it just ain't right
    Praying that the Lord, don't take me in the night
    That long long flight, and ain't no coming back
    Man I miss that Pat, and K.K
    Hoping that I see you boys again, one day
    Daytime from the Tre, Big Butler from that N
    Both of the Bubba twins, doing time in the Pen
    Partnas mean we kin, closer than friends
    So I'm holding on, to the love til the end
    Our skin is a sin, that's why they lock us in
    The ghetto's saying that our kind just don't blend
    The Penitentiary, ain't no place for us to go
    It's been eight long years since I seen my kin folk
    Po' out the liquor, roll a gang of smoke
    I'm missing my homies mo' and mo', and mo' you feel me

    [Hook - 2x]

    [Double D]
    It was like yesterday, since me and you was chilling
    My nigga for life, even though life ain't your game no mo'
    It's still the same though, and me and you can feel it
    I know that you up in heaven, wait for me to come and kick it
    I'm ready no doubt, niggas still tripping for nothing
    All of a sudden I thought it wasn't, but then it came to busting
    Just lost my baby cousin to the same shit
    How much deeper can pain get, I'm ready to aim and click
    Reminiscing and missing you, and all these plans we had
    What can a nigga do? Pull out some brew
    And make 'em feel it when I say a rhyme
    Cause ain't no telling, when my time coming
    Niggas gunning, but I got no time for running
    You ain't missing nothing, but drama and your mama
    I swear I walk these streets I pack my heat, these niggas don't care
    And to my G's on lock, I pop the top
    Pull out some liquor for your tears, and all these lost years

    [Hook - 2x]

    Now time has gone by, and the years have passed
    Trying to block you out of my mind, is a complicated task
    I mash for my cream, but my job ain't done
    Take it from John it ain't no fun, it's easier said than done
    To get over you, my boy Big B
    You gone but not forgotten, up in H.A.W.K.'s memory
    Day-Lee I stop and stare, gaze in the air
    Knowing that nothing is impossible, through hope and prayer
    So my big bro, I know you know
    It happened a long time ago, but it's hard for me to let go
    Now C-O and also, K.K. and Big Dead
    Doing time for the crime, keeping that family fed
    Hold your head up high, and avoid the shife
    Cause when the judge gave you ya sentence, he didn't say life
    Will I see you again, I know the thought is scary
    The Obituary cemetery, and then you buried, hail Mary

    [Hook - 4x]

    (*Big Moe singing*)

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