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R. Kelly

I Wish (Remix)

  rnb  hip-hop  soul  rap  hip hop
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Yo, what up, my n****You know I was in the hoodI just thought Id stop byHoller at you for a minutePour out a little liquor or someinN****, we done been through a lot of s*** togetherFrom runnin these streets to bein down for whateverAnd now that youre gone I got a whole lot of s*** totell youThings I shouldve said way back when we was youngerRemember when we used to roll hand in handAnd now Im trippin on how I really miss you, manAnd remember when you and me would sayWed get up out this hood and everything would be okayIts all good now (My n****)We out the hood now (Mmm)We had the same ideas, but not the same careersWe shared the same old laugh, and now the same tearsYou were my homie, my sconey, my RoniMy n**** and never placed no b**** before meMan, I sear to God I love for that s***Whyd you have to get hitWhere was I, what time was itYou were supposed to get older with meOn stage, hands on shoulders with meCoppin them Range Rovers with meSittin on thangs and smokin treesAnd if it wasnt for the will that God had madeId turn back the hands of time and take your placeSittin here sippin on this HennessyJust thinkin about how much you meant to me (My n***)Even when youre gone you will always be my n****When you went home Im still missin you, my n****Im feelin like the timing was wrong, my n****I know youre smilin down sayin carry on, my n****Some times my nights can get long, my n****Some times I feel God did me wrong, my n****So I had to write a song, my n****Just to let you know that youre still my n****I wish, I wish, I wish (Oh, I)I wish, I wish, I wishLittle son is lookin at me like, "Where is my daddy?"And your 13-year old daughter is mad cause sheunderstandsPromised your mama Id take care of the familyBut shes so hurt, she turns away my helpin handsDamn, I wish your a** was here, my n****To grow that gray beard and smoke that cigar, my n****And we would talk about you gettin up out this gameAnd you would tell me how it keeps callin your name(We used to ride-ride-ride)Never afraid to (Die-die-die)But some times we (Cry-cry-cry)Askin the Lord (Why-why-why)Theyre tearin down these projectsWe were homies for like 20 thug yearsSat in church and cried the same thug tearsYou remember when Vibe World PremierHow we used to share the same old gearAnd remember when you and me would sayWed get up out this hood and everything would be okay(Its all good now) My n****We out the hood nowIts so easy for folks to say, "Rob, just live on"When Im dyin every second that youre goneNevertheless I try my best to be strongHopin you said your prayers before you went on homeWhen we stood on these blocks and just shot the breezeWed slapbox dead in the middle of streetsAnd if a fight broke out, you would take up for meYoure all I have left of these ghetto memoriesI wish, I wish, I wish (Oh, I)I wish, I wish, I wishUh, uh, yo dog, I cant explain how I miss youWe stayed together, coppin cane, poppin pistolsI miss you mostPuttin the doo rag over your bean headEven out the hood on the scene you brag (Whoa)Comin up off the fiends for bagsRunnin up out the cleaners, dragYou was the closest n**** I hadLook how we stayed acesHustled, made big facesI wish we could trade placesF*** givin you ice, Id rather give you lifeAnd the things that I had, Id give you twice (Oh,yeah)So what the deal, my n****, I know you holdin it downIf you could see me you would say Im talkin softright nowBut its hard for me to see when Imma see you againAnd I know its f***ed up, I gotta talk through thispenBut youd died for the love of the doughThe love of the block, 16 you was runnin the spotBoy, your mama used to hate how we stood on the curbHangin with wild thug n****s, smokin the herb (Mmm,hmm, hmm)Im gonna keep pourin this liquor and thats my wordThis here is for n****s that be flippin them birds(Oh)Word up!Even though you know you will always be my n****(Whoa...whoa...oh...oh..)Even though youre gone you will also be my n****Im feelin like the time when Im high, my n**** Im feelin like timeIm strung out, sayin, "Radio, please dont take then**** out this songLet it play on, go on, onSo I had to write this song, my n****Just to let you know that youre still my n****

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