| Lyrics: | Look, where I go from here?
Just lost my father last year
But I still, remain to keep it
real like dollar bills
I drop tears, can't believe my daddy's gone
Rather come home, why
ya left us all alone?
But I'm comin man
Just wait at the gates, I'ma be runnin
man
Arms open, eyes wide, full a love
You watched me come up from a scrub
Now ya see
ya son ridin everyday on dubs
But I wish, I could share them times wit' you
It got me
pissed, this family and my momma, too
But please brah, won't ya come back for Lil
Wayne
And see ???, Mrs. Roe, Sheryl, Kemp and plus Sinetra
Dawg, we really miss
ya
And it ain't all that cool livin off pictures
Ah man, visit while I'm sleep, write a
note or call me
Can't believe you left me to be a small man
But I know it wasn't meant to
be
That's why I suck up all the game that you sent to me
[Hook 2x]
It's up to
you, Wayne, nigga, stay up and keep it real
It's all on you, man, my nigga, I know how you
feel
Just be strong, 'cause everythang gon' be alright
I know it's hard tryna make but
it's gon' be alright
Alright I know it, see I got a child
I know I'm young, but when
you left dawg, thangs got wild
I know you probably sayin 'damn, you raisin children
now?'
But it's all gravy I'm with Baby makin millions now
So I still smile
I'm takin
care ya wife brah
Ain't nothin changed, if I still come home late at night she fuss
But
it's still the ol' same ol', same ol'
Thangs go, up and down like rainbows, we maintain
though
So you know who payin the bills now, ah hah
Still flossin, give my audience the
chills, ah hah
I got all my game from you, man I ain't gon' lie
But I'm still thuggin
nigga, playa you think I ain't gon' ride?
But Slim and B done slowed me done and brought the
talent out me
Yeah Slim and B done showed me 'round, all a the Jags around me
And I ain't
goin' no where, that nigga stuck wit' me
And make you and my people happy, man it's up to
me
[Hook]
I know you know I'm thinkin' 'bout ya, you be on my mind
I know
ya see me everytime watchin the boys shine
And I know that ya see I put out my own CD
And
picture this, your little boy even on TV
But I swear it's off the heezy, Weezy
Say it's
cool, you can believe me, I like how they treat me
I'm doin' what ya say, don't let a nigga try
me
And I don't let a fine, pretty broad get by me
Don't let nothin' pull me off track from
my hobby
Oh yeah, and I don't leave my room sloppy
But the same thang make ya laugh, make
ya cry
And everybody that ya love it's like they have to die
I pray to the Lord everyday
and ask him why
And ask him to bless your soul everytime I pass by
I know he doin' it, and
leavin all the love to me
And I'ma prove it, and show ya daddy it's up to me
[Hook
3x]
I mean it's up to me man
Just watch over me
And it's gon' be all gravy
man
Leavin big, treatin me all good
Everythang else be all good
Rest in peace ya
heard me
I'll be there |
