 This shit be so sad, wish I can say in the blues Niggas hate to see you win, but a pay to watch you lose I can't even say you can't walk a mile in my shoes Cause we probably wear the same size and you can match what I'm going through R.P. the Ronco G got killed by a so called friend That made me realize the people who close to you could be pretend We shit tears while them haters shed and snake skin We wanna see our people win, but they wanna see the real come to an end Every time I think I'm done grieving I get sad again Wishing I can break my loved ones back and ask them what they been Little man, I ain't spoke to you in so long, cause oh how you been You know it's been hard to make it down here without you in this life of sin And I been all thinking bout you in this life of sin Every day I been missing you in this life of sin Want you to know that I'm missing you in it I be trying my hardest not to shut her till Praying I see your face, I hope it real pure But I see it clear No, nigga, you can't fool me No, it's not your relation, right then, why you p'ing I'm crossing male chain, you know to be on the badge I'm that nigga gon' stack up these bands And fill up the crib for unsellable for my grandma and some neighbors Sometimes I always remember Irene and Willie Bell You know I miss you, I never forget you I've been all thinking bout you in this life of sin Every day I been missing you in it Want you to know that I'm missing you in it It's life I'm in