I Wish - Remix (To the Homies That We Lost) (Explicit)

I Wish - Remix (To the Homies That We Lost) (Explicit) - R.Kelly

Yo what up my ni**a

You know I was in the hood

I just thought I'd stop by

Holler at you for a minute

Pour out a little liquor or something

Ni**a we done been through a lot of sh*t together

From running these streets to being down for whatever

And now that you're gone

I got a whole lot of sh*t to tell you

Things I should've said way back when we was younger

Remember when we used to roll hand in hand

And now I'm tripping on how I really miss you man

And remember when you and me would say

We'd get up out this hood and everything would be okay

It's all good now my ni**a

We out the hood now

Mmm

We had the same ideas but not the same careers

We shared the same old laugh and now the same tears

You were my homie my scenery my Roni

My ni**a and never placed no b**ch before me

Man I swear to God I love you for that sh*t

Why'd you have to get hit

Where was I what time was it

You were supposed to get older with me

On stage hands on shoulders with me

Copping them Range Rovers with me

Sitting onthangs and smoking trees

And if it wasn't for the will that God had made

I'd turn back the hands of time and take your place

Sitting here sipping on this Hennessy

Just thinking about how much you meant to me my ni**a

Even when you're gone you will always be my ni**a

Though you made it home I'm still missing you my ni**a

I'm feeling like the timing was wrong my ni**a

I know you're smiling down saying carry on my ni**a

Sometimes my nights can get long my ni**a

Sometimes I feel God did me wrong my ni**a

So I had to write a song my ni**a

Just to let you know that you're still my ni**a

I wish I wish I wish

I wish I wish I wish

Little son is looking at me like

Where is my daddy?

And your 13-year old daughter is mad cause she understands

Promised your mama I'd take care of the family

But she's so hurt she turns away my helping hands

Damn I wish your a** was here my ni**a

To grow that gray beard and smoke that cigar my ni**a

And we would talk about you getting up out this game

And you would tell me how it keeps calling you name

We used to ride-ride-ride

Never afraid to

Die-die-die

But sometimes we

Cry-cry-cry

Asking the Lord

Why-why-why

They're tearing down these projects

We were homies for like 20 thug years say word

Sat in church and cried the same thug tears say word

You remember when Vibe world premiered

How we used to share the same old gear

And remember when you and me would say

We'd get up out this hood and everything would be okay

It's all good now my ni**a

We out the hood now

It's so easy for folks to say Rob just live on

When I'm dying every second that you're gone

Nevertheless I try my best to be strong

Hoping you said your prayers before you went on home

We done stood on these blocks and just shot the breeze

We'd slap box dead in the middle of streets

And if a fight broke out you would take up for me

You're all I have left of these ghetto memories

Uh uh yo dog I can't explain how I miss you

We stayed together copping cane popping pistols

I miss you most

Putting the doo rag over your bean head

Even out the hood on the scene you brag whoa

Coming up off the fiends for bags

Running up out the cleanest Jag

You was the closest ni**a I had

Look how we stayed aces

Hustled made big faces

I wish we could trade places

F**k giving you ice I'd rather give your life

And the things that I had I'd give you twice

So what the deal my ni**a I know you holding it down

If you could see me you would say I'm talking soft right now

But it's hard for me to say when I'mma see you again

And I know it's f**ked up I gotta talk through this pen

But you're died for the love of the dough

The love of the block 16 you was running the spot

Boy your mama used to hate how we stood on the curb

Hanging with wild thug niggas smoking the herb

I'm gonna keep pouring this liquor and that's my word

This here is for niggas that be flipping them birds

Oh word up

Even though you know you will always be my ni**a

Even though you're gone you will also be my ni**a

I'm feeling like the time when I'm high my ni**a

I'm feeling like the time

Even though you're gone you will also be my ni**a

I'm feeling like the time when I'm high my ni**a

So I had to write this song my ni**a

Just to let you know that you're still my ni**a