CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Forever Droppin Tears
Yeah
Yeah
Pain in my heart
So much pain in my heart, look
Started from the bottom, we was just tryna get to the top (Uh-huh)
I love my n***as, I tell 'em, "We all we got" (We all we got)
Thinkin' 'bout my son, first dude I got cool with when we moved on the block
This was back when Damani had first got shot
Miss my motherf**kin' dawg, went to the same school
Used to dip out of class to link up in the halls (Uh-huh)
Sneakin' to buy weed, now we posted up at the Chinese store
Hopin' somebody would buy us a cigar (Buy me a Dutch)
Then we evolved to breakin' in houses and stealin' cars
This was when I started gettin' raw with the bars (Cap)
Went from takin' n***as' Jordans at the bus stop
To packin' thirty-eights and jumpin' gates after we bust shots (Talk to 'em)
A young, wild adolescence (Huh), packin' the Wesson
Country Mike fronted me some work, I'ma package and sell it (I roast it up)
Sittin' on the bando steps writin', recite it for my n***a
He would hype it like, "Brodie, I promise you, you the nicest" (You the nicest, n***a)
Uh, all through the city, every neighborhood, we ran (Huh)
He be like, "Who wanna battle? I got whatever on my man" (I got whatever)
Cappin' to the hoes like, "You know who this is, b*t*h?
This the goat, and don't jump on my d**k after we blow" (Hahahaha)
f**kin' the same hoes, sharin' the same clothes (Yeah)
Goin' half on the sub of the month, that was my woe (That was my n***a)
Used to go to Spoon studio when the block was slow
He pulled up in the fiend rental, I said I couldn't go
"Stay here", he said, "I'm comin' back, it might be late"
Two hours later, heard he crashed in a high speed chase
That took my motherf**kin' heart from me (Yeah)
But as long as I live, you always gon' be a part of me
Try to smoke away the pain, I couldn't shake it (Uh-uh)
I wish my n***a was here to see that his boy made it (You see your boy, right?)
I know God got a purpose, music saved my life
If I wasn't recordin', I would've been with him that night (Hah, hah, hah)
Yeah
Pain in my heart
So much pain in my heart, look
Started from the bottom, we was just tryna get to the top (Uh-huh)
I love my n***as, I tell 'em, "We all we got" (We all we got)
Thinkin' 'bout my son, first dude I got cool with when we moved on the block
This was back when Damani had first got shot
Miss my motherf**kin' dawg, went to the same school
Used to dip out of class to link up in the halls (Uh-huh)
Sneakin' to buy weed, now we posted up at the Chinese store
Hopin' somebody would buy us a cigar (Buy me a Dutch)
Then we evolved to breakin' in houses and stealin' cars
This was when I started gettin' raw with the bars (Cap)
Went from takin' n***as' Jordans at the bus stop
To packin' thirty-eights and jumpin' gates after we bust shots (Talk to 'em)
A young, wild adolescence (Huh), packin' the Wesson
Country Mike fronted me some work, I'ma package and sell it (I roast it up)
Sittin' on the bando steps writin', recite it for my n***a
He would hype it like, "Brodie, I promise you, you the nicest" (You the nicest, n***a)
Uh, all through the city, every neighborhood, we ran (Huh)
He be like, "Who wanna battle? I got whatever on my man" (I got whatever)
Cappin' to the hoes like, "You know who this is, b*t*h?
This the goat, and don't jump on my d**k after we blow" (Hahahaha)
f**kin' the same hoes, sharin' the same clothes (Yeah)
Goin' half on the sub of the month, that was my woe (That was my n***a)
Used to go to Spoon studio when the block was slow
He pulled up in the fiend rental, I said I couldn't go
"Stay here", he said, "I'm comin' back, it might be late"
Two hours later, heard he crashed in a high speed chase
That took my motherf**kin' heart from me (Yeah)
But as long as I live, you always gon' be a part of me
Try to smoke away the pain, I couldn't shake it (Uh-uh)
I wish my n***a was here to see that his boy made it (You see your boy, right?)
I know God got a purpose, music saved my life
If I wasn't recordin', I would've been with him that night (Hah, hah, hah)
