Master P - Goodbye To My Homies Lyrics
[master p]Rip homie, rip[sons of funk/mo b. dick]How do I say goodbye to what we hadThe good times that made us that outweighed the badI thought wed get to see foreverBut forevers gone awayIts so hard to say goodbye to my homies[master p]Yall need to smile for my ghetto heroes niggaSo many homies gone, trying to ball till they fallNow Im left with nothing but old cardsAnd a bunch of pictures on the wallRip tatoos nigga, just to show you that we realBut I still cant believe that your dead fool, and how you got killedAnd on your birthday me and my boys visit your graveAnd I remember when you first got highAnd the first time you got laidAnd Im going through a thing, kevin nigga, what should I doI never imagined living life without a nigga like you[sons of funk/mo b. dick]ChorusCause its so hard to say goodbye to my homiesCause its so hard to say goodbye to my homies[master p]We shed so many ghetto tears, see time is crazyAnd every sunday grandma go to churchShe said she gotta pray for her babyAnd ah, your little son, he look just like youAnd momma going through a thang, but she gonna pull it throughAnd ah, me, c and silkk, we got all the money but that dont mean shitCause I burn all that shit up nigga, just to have you againAnd its real out here, all you niggas thats goin through some painKeep your head up, and this for everybodyThat lost a relative in the street game[sons of funk/mo b. dick]Chorus[silkk the shocker]Now look, I couldnt imagine life without youI just sit here wonderin whyBut the law of life, and God placed us hereAnd said everybody must dieAint it hard trying to move on, but still I tryEven though we got money, judgement dayJust some things we cant buyEven though you gone, I never let you move onCause every time I think about youI sit back and write your name in a songNow ashes to ashes, and dust to dirtIts kinda spooky when I see your face on a t-shirtI just pray to God its hard wishing it would get betterAnd watch it, cause death or funerals bring our family togetherNow look, we done lost a brother, your son done lost a fatherLife aint promised us so tell somebody you love themYoull never know when theyll be here tommorow[sons of funk/mo b. dick]Chorus
