J Cue Capone - Miss My Homey

Damn it man I miss my homie
Praying to god hoping he could hold me
Yea Yea Yea Yea
Damn it man I miss my homie
Im sitting back in my lonely
Praying to god hoping he could hold me
I swear to god that they gon fold me
Damn it man I miss my homie
Im sitting back in my lonely
Praying to god hoping he could hold me
I swear to god that they gon fold me
I swear to god that they gon fold me
I should of stood away the day you told me
Addicted to the streets can you forgive me
Im missing you my n**** shit is crazy
Thinking bout the shit that we’ve done lately
Was gonna be a father to a baby
You was just a younging in the making
Just a youngin in the making
You was just a youngin trynna make it out
Reminiscing on times you was smoking your Buddha clouds
Highbridge aint the best but you told me that you were moving out
Ya daughter on the way you was sick of hearing them trigger sounds
Racist cops harassing saying lets take this n**** down
No life for us
Told me to come to cali right with you
And we took a picture
We were looking right at the blue skies
I knew something was up I could see that shit through ya dark eyes
I said Wasup?
And you told me that life’s a blessing
I knew that something was missing
I knew that you weren’t telling
You told me you loved me
Told me stay away from the streets
Cause when you come back to visit you wanna see me in one piece
You don’t want to come back hearing that your n**** deceased
And I dapped you up, gave you the longest hug that I ever gave
Who would’ve known the next very day
They’ll blast your life away
They gunned you down
Right in-front of the block and I heard the shots
Ya daughter spitting image of you
Ya dreams had come true
Ya baby mother pulled through best mother your daughter had
Im really glad
You will forever be in my living past
I love you and I miss you my n****
To me your never gone
Damn it man I miss my homie
Im sitting back in my lonely
Praying to god hoping he could hold me
I swear to god that they gon fold me
Damn it man I miss my homie
Im sitting back in my lonely
Praying to god hoping he could hold me
I swear to god that they gon fold me
My homie, damn it man I miss my homie

Written by:
Jose Ponce

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