For The Homies Lyrics

Say I wake up in the morning
Spark one for the homies
They dead and gone, but I
To memory, my nigga
To memory, my nigga

Oh no, Oh no, Oh no, Oh no

No fraud nigga, I miss you
Your momma still wish she could kiss you
I talked to all the homies
Yeah, all the homies
Swear today we wish we were with you
I remember when I first rolled up
Seen you laid out there on Rolls Cranz
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 old 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 frog and the truck niggas sick
All the homies no the block getting lit
Putting everything they can into a clip
Yeah, to the street, it wasn't even Crips
Just some homies trying to blame a bitch
Cause he was riding on sky today
Wrong time, wrong place, 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 daddy away from seven kids

Say I wake up in the morning
Spark one for the homies
They dead and gone, but I
To memory, my nigga
To memory, my nigga

Oh no, Oh no, Oh no, Oh no

They dead and gone, but I

...Still riding around the city looking for an enemy
Still riding around the city thinking about 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 to 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, ain't no [?] they go show for me
My haters is mad, oh you know, they don't go for me
They wish I was gone, they wish in the song
Somebody wrote for me
But I got the gold in me
I got the truth in me

Say I wake up in the morning
Spark one for the homies
They dead and gone, but I
To memory, my nigga
To memory, my nigga

Oh no, Oh no, Oh no, Oh no