Buss a Shot
This one for the homies that ain't here right now
This one for the homies that ain't here right now
This one for the homies that ain't here right now
Pop a bottle roll some weed and light it up
This one for the homies that ain't here right now
Buss a shot
Damn I miss my dawgs loss to many friends
Free all the homies locked up in the pen
Tired of the funerals I don't got no more tears
Why they have to give the homie all them years
Every days a war just to live in peace
A bunch a ghetto youths tryna survive the streets
Caught up in a life that you don't wanna live
You can't judge a book that you never read
I'm talking bout pain that ya never felt
Every day its feels like you live in hell
Sometimes ya gotta play with the hand ya dealt
You cant fold ya gotta take the bet
This one for the homies that ain't here right now
Pop a bottle roll some weed and light it up
This one for the homies that ain't here right now
Buss a shot
Yea ya might be gone but ya memories live on
I still feel the pain like it happen yesterday
You never really know when its ya time to go
But I still wanna know why they had to take my bro
You suppose to be here right next to me
Instead you got me pouring out Hennessy
Every days a risk hoping that ya make it home
When you in the streets there ain't no written rules
Give my brothers flowers while they still here
Tell em that I love em while I still can
You could lose ya life in an instant
Tomorrow's never promised to no man
This one for the homies that ain't here right now
Pop a bottle roll some weed and light it up
This one for the homies that ain't here right now
Buss a shot
This one for the homies that ain't here right now
Pop a bottle roll some weed and light it up
This one for the homies that ain't here right now
Buss a shot
This one for the homies that ain't here right now
This one for the homies that ain't here right now
Pop a bottle roll some weed and light it up
This one for the homies that ain't here right now
Buss a shot
Damn I miss my dawgs loss to many friends
Free all the homies locked up in the pen
Tired of the funerals I don't got no more tears
Why they have to give the homie all them years
Every days a war just to live in peace
A bunch a ghetto youths tryna survive the streets
Caught up in a life that you don't wanna live
You can't judge a book that you never read
I'm talking bout pain that ya never felt
Every day its feels like you live in hell
Sometimes ya gotta play with the hand ya dealt
You cant fold ya gotta take the bet
This one for the homies that ain't here right now
Pop a bottle roll some weed and light it up
This one for the homies that ain't here right now
Buss a shot
Yea ya might be gone but ya memories live on
I still feel the pain like it happen yesterday
You never really know when its ya time to go
But I still wanna know why they had to take my bro
You suppose to be here right next to me
Instead you got me pouring out Hennessy
Every days a risk hoping that ya make it home
When you in the streets there ain't no written rules
Give my brothers flowers while they still here
Tell em that I love em while I still can
You could lose ya life in an instant
Tomorrow's never promised to no man
This one for the homies that ain't here right now
Pop a bottle roll some weed and light it up
This one for the homies that ain't here right now
Buss a shot
This one for the homies that ain't here right now
Pop a bottle roll some weed and light it up
This one for the homies that ain't here right now
Buss a shot
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Writer(s): Shomari John Patrick
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