[Hook - the-dream]

We said we'd never be

Just a memory

And even though it breaks my soul

Still I never let your heart go

We're running way too fast

Chasing down that blue grass

Hope I didn't break your soul

And know I never let your heart go

[Verse 1]

Aight man, remember all a nigga had

With 20 grand cash, it was all in the bag

And we got it all with the crack

Lookin for the plug in the mall with the gat

No, you never loan me a pair but he loan me a ride with it all in the back

How could you just call me with that

Acting like you think you gettin all of it back

Still remember standin all alone in the trap

Waitin on a plate, lookin for a way

And damn a big car pull up on me one day

Got a homie ...

Huh, and it's been long since then

Damn can't believe you been gone since then

Huh, I really miss my nigga

Tramel ... this for you, know you up there nigga

[Hook - the-dream]

[Bridge]

Ay, if you miss your nigga like I miss my nigga

Sing, sing

Ite, on the inside nigga you still tough

[Verse 2]

Ay, remember when we just 16

Mind on one thing, gotta be street kings

Now we numb like morphine

To the gunplay everyday is a war scene

But ya'll was my nigga

No matter what I knew I could call on my nigga

And any bullshit involving my niggas

30 rounds in the clip, spray it all for my niggas

Yeah, cap, we were just teenagers

Provin to the g's in the hood we able

We ball on these haters

Doin a movie screen made ya, you and me playa

Damn, why they have to give my nigga life

We can ball like a god 'til we bring him back

Really miss you nigga and ain't a motha fuckin lie

Pimp squad til we die, free my nigga cap

[Hook - the-dream]

[Verse 3]

Huh, I admit it I've seen

Back in the day how silly I seemed

Selling cocaine wasn't really my dream

Could get my family farther than anyone seen

Ay, and if anyone seen where I made it today probably really one thing

One 12 in the face, no he finna run games

Ain't gon trick me into sayin one name

Nope, well go sit in the cell about that

For weeks I was mad in a hell about that

Police sayin shit really wasn't my shit

It was his and he knew I wasn't playin bout that

Hey, for every time I'm strapped

The 12 ride by, they ain't finding my strap

Judge woulda had a nigga heart by that

A nigga woulda sensed some blood by that

[Hook - the-dream]