[Samples "I Wanna Get Next to You," produced by Norman Whitfield in 1976]
[Produced by Tay Da Producer]
[Verse]
Damn, Pap, bro, you left us too soon
Cause you know a lot of niggas out her some loose screws
And I look at my mom, she don't know what to do
And I look at my pop, I can see it in his eyes
That he feels that you payed for mistakes that he made way back in the day
Well, listen up, pops, this ain't back in the day!
We was really posted up in the back of the K with the K tryna pop niggas
Remember when we first moved to the Pole, Pap?
Got introduced to the Foes and the Moes, Pap
Walking down the Dub, right? That's were Folks trap
They'll see us, they'll be like, "Y'all both rap?"
We'll take off, right before they told us to take off
Niggas know we was gon' take off
We was in the streets, they ain't play soft
Like the Playoffs, we play with guns, we ain't play ball
But, shit, now I wish would've showed you better
Cause you gone now and I'm under a lot of pressure
And I know that you hear me while I'm making this song
I'm in my feelings just thinking about it
Remember we stayed up all night just speaking about it?
How shit'll be if we died off
Who was gon' ride for us, who was gon' ride off
Niggas lying on your name for a sign off
But I got a baby boy now and I swear I feel shitty
That he had a great uncle, he can never get to meet 'em
But I know that you see him down, always smiling
Running 'round the house full of joy, straight wilding
I made your first name his middle name
I'ma make sure he know why that's his middle name
He gon' wear that name with pride until the end of days
And everyday, bruh, I swear everyday, I wish I can trade places with you, nigga
It should've been me, not you, nigga
I should've went and got you, not Doon, nigga
It ain't sitting right with me, it ain't cool, nigga
You remember them nights before school, when we used to have fights?
They was childish, but I swear I used to beat that ass!
You used to always get a weapon just to get me back
And you never gave up, yeah, I gave you that
You had heart, and I always knew that from the start
Even when I moved out, bro, we never grew apart
Then you moved in with me by Howard
You was like, "Fuck them niggas, boy, I ain't no coward!"
Then they start see us moving 'round over there
Real shit, bro, they ain't want us 'round over there
So we got into a few shootouts over there
You was right, bro, we gotta move back from over there
And [?] just had a son, and [?] just had a daughter
[?] so smart, and [?] getting older
And they both miss you, how your ass used to spoil 'em
I know you watching over Precious, to you she was so precious
[?], let her know you ain't left
I know you can do it
All year, bro, [?] going through it, so give him a push to hold him up
And I know me and you a little older, but Tay might be better than the both of us
I know you see him, looking down, going crazy on the Tube
First couple videos going crazy on the views
And I swear bro still going crazy on the tunes
Remind me of you when he going crazy in the stu
But I swear that I miss you
Yeah, the whole family do
Those who ain't family, but still family too
We fight and make up cause that's what family do
And I still talk to Brittney
Next time I come see you, I'ma bring her with me
She told me her heart so empty
Her crib full of pictures and memories
Damn, it's fucked up that shit like this
Real talk, bro, I ain't even wanna write this
After this shit, I'll probably not even like this
Cause I know it's gon' have me feeling like this
All down and around, and around
Bottles upside down, turn my frown to a smile
My shed a couple of tears
Think "Damn, it's finna be a couple of years"
But I, wipe my eyes, put my game face on
Cause Tati tell me, "Boy, you gotta stay strong!"
But all my day one niggas they gone and
I swear I can't lose no more, so
Nowadays, riding 'round with two Glocks
If I blow once then you gon' hear two shots
Hollow tips at your skin, boy, that shit too hot
Niggas tried to do me how they did 2Pac
But you came and see when I was tryna fade out
Told me to stay, so your name never fade out
Your “Faneto“'ll never get played out
You gone and you still got the reign now
And these niggas tryna rap like us
They act so much, they starting to act like us
But they not like us, they just wanna be like us
They ain't cut like us, so they don't even bleed like us
[Outro]
I swear... hold on, hold on, I said, “I wanna get next to Pap!“
Yeah, I think... I think I'ma lower it down, uh-huh
Shout out Tay, Tay Da Producer, he know we just...
Wanna get next to Pap
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