Yeah, break half the Dutch off
Yeah this for them niggas, can't be here
Pour out half of that shit
Pour out half of that shit,
'fore you pass it to me nigga!
Just missin them summer jams
Sum
Matter of fact my pops was the one
to show me a gun
And said,
"Papi, you gotta protect your moms
Even if that means that you gotta
strap up arms"
He used to make me hit the punching bag,
my dad
He was a boxin God,
and he was real he was glad
Yo the boxin the Golden Glove,
he just a thug
And I love him yo,
so I'mma spread that love
Sometimes I wanna cry and pray,
sometimes
Sometimes I wanna chill and lay,
sometimes
Sometimes I get drunk,
all god damn day
Sometimes I wanna go,
back around the way
Sometimes I wanna ride to smoke,
sometimes
Sometimes I got money and I
still feel broke
my niggas not here
Locked in with me,
your legacy lives on with me continuously
Tremendously I blow weed
deep in my memory
You still breathe,
your face show through your seeds
And who would know one day you'd go so quick,
we all felt hopeless
Through blunt smoke my pen
spittin and I show this
A sworn oath you would know this,
I go the lengths
With my rap strengths,
when I think about my past friends
K- Rock and Diesel,
Primo from the same block as me
Since we was shorties, they're paintin
project glory
I get touched,
it all absorb me like a weed head rush
Keepin' it thorough for my past heroes
I must for my people, street and physical,
I still see you
Featured in my heart,
sometimes it might wrinkle
Much drinkin' when I'm thinkin',
it's like I feel a hush
Over the skies touched by dead
guys speakin'
Sometimes I wanna cry and pray,
You know I pour out beer for Fernando too
And I still smoke my boogies
in the rest of the crew
Yo ain't nothin changed still
play ball the same
I used to cheat a little bit,
just to win at my game
But y'all niggas ain't here,
can't be lieve this shit
Thought you'd always be here, thought
we'd always be click
But y'all niggas not here no more,
it ain't fair no more
Sometimes I get stressed and kick the door
But I maintain still holdin in the pain
Why my pops had to go,
why he couldn't sustain?
Motherfuckin Mambo, yo I loved my dad
I know he probably didn't realize,
what he had
Sometimes I wanna cry and pray,
sometimes
Sometimes I wanna chill and lay,
sometimes
Sometimes I get drunk,
all god damn day
Sometimes I wanna go,
back around the way
Sometimes I wanna ride to smoke,
sometimes
Sometimes I got money and I still feel broke
Sometimes I wanna cry and pray,
Sometimes I wanna cry and pray,
sometimes
Sometimes I wanna chill and lay,
sometimes
Sometimes I get drunk,
all god damn day
Sometimes I wanna go,
back around the way
Sometimes I wanna ride to smoke,
sometimes
Sometimes I got money and I
still feel broke
Sometimes nigga,