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And man I miss the times, we would shine, you would keep on your side
You would teach me how to ride and you would teach me how to pry
Then we get on the line and go over our lines
We were in the same position and that's when you change position, shit
I never change and I miss ya, and its strange but I never forget ya
i know that ain't you in them pictures homie
And I know that ain't you wit that dissing on me
That's why I never replied and never will just let em live phony
If ya ever died I swear to God I got yo kids homie
Whats mine is their I gotta give homie, and yea
We still a army in this bitch homie
Yea Cash Money still the shit homie, shit homie
Whats really real is you feeling me nigga
That Hot Boy shit still in me nigga, word the giggity nigga
And I ain't got time to speak the history
I miss you and I know you missing
Gizzle but
You would teach me how to ride and you would teach me how to pry
Then we get on the line and go over our lines
We were in the same position and that's when you change position, shit
I never change and I miss ya, and its strange but I never forget ya
i know that ain't you in them pictures homie
And I know that ain't you wit that dissing on me
That's why I never replied and never will just let em live phony
If ya ever died I swear to God I got yo kids homie
Whats mine is their I gotta give homie, and yea
We still a army in this bitch homie
Yea Cash Money still the shit homie, shit homie
Whats really real is you feeling me nigga
That Hot Boy shit still in me nigga, word the giggity nigga
And I ain't got time to speak the history
I miss you and I know you missing
Gizzle but
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