Yea(x2) oh yea , my n***a , miss my n***a
Upstate with my dawg walk in the yard
We was smoking on kite
Just got my green shit I'm on my way home
I'm thinking like damn cause my n***as got life Nothing I can say that's gonna make it feel right
Y'all don't understand me and bro we was tight
Same Jail , Couple Years , Different Case Different Bed
Shit we use to eat chi chi every other night
He was my spacebar , every tournament
Putting Macs on on like we was born to win
Playing chess to catch a wreck we going in
Jail ways death boys and they grown men
But I'm home now & he ain't neva coming home
& every other month it's a letter coming home
Like Rock when I hear you on top
It's gone fuck they head up when they find out when I'm coming home
(Woop) mane that shit hurt my heart
Cause I know he forreal
Waiting on that appeal
He was only 18 they gave my n***a will
He ain't gone get to live to see a green sheet
He ain't gone make it back out to the streets
But the crazy part about it , he ain't gonna get to hear this CD
Shit fucked up n***a
System real fucked up n***aa
On some real shit I
If I rule the world you know you would be out here monster n***a
Fucking these hoes & rocking these shows
Getting this money you already know
Driving these foreigns& smoking this dope
Free my n***a I wish he can come home damn
(YOU SAID DONT FORGET ABOUT U) (x2)
(But how we gone forget about you )
( when you was one of the realest n***as)
(All the time we miss you n***a )
(It's fucked up the life they gave to you n***a)
Free my n***as
Free the whole upstate