For the Homies - The Game, Micah, Payso

Said I wake up in the morning

Spark one for the homies, they dead and gone, but I

But I’m never ever lonely

To your memory, my nigga, to your memory, my nigga

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no

They dead and gone, but I

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no

They dead and gone, but I

Lil Frogg, nigga, I miss you

Your momma still wish she could kiss you

I talked to all the homies, yeah, all the homies

Swear that day we wish that we was with you

I remember when I first rolled up

Seen you laid out there on Rosecrans

It was Cedar Block and if you read about us

We was throwing that shit up with both hands

Make me wanna hop back in that old van

Take an Olde E and sip the whole can

But I’m out here, with your brother and your pops

All night, my nigga, I ain’t got no plans

Your mom’s out here having a fit

Big Frogg and the truck niggas sick

All the homies on the block getting lit

Putting everything they can into a clip

Yeah, to the street, it wasn’t even Crips

Some of the homies trying to blame a bitch

Cause he was riding on sky today, he died

Wrong place, wrong time, nigga fucked up shit

But your funeral ain’t nothing but love

Look around, it ain’t nothing but Bloods

And let me tell you what a bitch nigga did

Took a good daddy away from seven kids

Said I wake up in the morning

Spark one for the homies, they dead and gone, but I

But I’m never ever lonely

To your memory, my nigga, to your memory, my nigga

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no

They dead and gone, but I

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no

They dead and gone, but I

Still riding around through the city looking for an enemy

Still riding around through the city thinkin' 'bout all the memories

Thinking back like God damn

All them niggas really really livin me

Wishing I knew what I knew now

Half them niggas wouldn’t have been next to me

Nowadays, ain’t too many niggas next to me

None of these bitches getting next me

I seen what it did to a good friend

That was God trying to lecture me

That was God trying open me

That’s when God got close to me

I went through the fire, went through the pain

Now it’s all hope for me

Now it’s designer, in the ghost that they chauffeur me

My haters is mad, oh you know, they didn’t go for me

They wish I was gone, they wish in the song somebody wrote for me

But I got the GOAT in me, I got the truth in me

Said I wake up in the morning

Spark one for the homies, they dead and gone, but I

But I’m never ever lonely

To your memory, my nigga, to your memory, my nigga

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no

They dead and gone, but I

Oh no, oh no, oh no, oh no

They dead and gone, but I