Here

Allow me to get Polaroid with you

I wrote this in the middle of December

Talk about some shit I could remember

Wife beater and some corduroy slippers

40 on the countertop

A 40 in the fridge

Lil wody wanna bang the block

But shorty's just a kid

See he would always blame his pops for how he used to live

Bang rags

Slang crack

Even got it off the bitch

Still managed to skip two grades cause the youngin had gifts

Mind of a legend

Even had hood myths

How he would fight COs when he did his bid

Long live

Get a chance to bring you back then I'm all in

When you left

I'll be honest

I was mad at you ****

But I remember

You would tell me

That I'm proud of you ****

Never hugged

Tough love brought the best out a ****

But I ain't sad

I'm just glad you made it out of here ****

You ain't here but you're here in me

Only god could put fear in me

You ain't here but you're here in me

Only god could put fear in me

Been taking days for granted

I been cooking, counter tops

But this right here stopped me

Like I got hit with a rock

I knew something was wrong when I had picked up the phone

My bro gave me that look

And he said our **** gone

Same **** that I started with

Rapping at shows

Same **** that I got it with when we was all broke

Same **** that would tell me that you give them **** hope

Same **** that would call just to check on little bro

You're my ****

Apart from all this rap shit

Till my casket

You're my ****

If I'm the last one standing

Know I had to bring my ****

Through all the ups and downs

I'm glad to call you my ****

But now all I got is shit that I remember

You ain't here but you're here in me

Only god could put fear in me

You ain't here but you're here in me

Only god could put fear in me