Harvey Rackz
My nigga Trey finna show you how to jump the curb
Okay, take one
If I can take back the hands of time, I'll probably be fine
If I told you I was straight, then I'd probably be lying
I'm just trying to maintain, this shit just ain't the same
I can't even lie, I miss my nigga
I really miss my homie
I can't even lie, I miss my nigga
I really miss my dog
Damn, uh, how do I find the words to say how I feel
I don't know
All I know is the pain is realI lost my bro
Tears start to fall when I think about my dog
One time for Raccz, my gangster, the young hog
Blood can make us closer, we were closer than blood
Your set was against mine, but mine knew what it was
I was riding for your boy, I was sliding for your boy
Told you till your face bro, I was dying for your boy
Now I'm sitting here in disbelief, this can't be real
The fact that I lost my bro still gives me chills
Through me, you live on, till the day that I'm gone
Some shit just is what it is, and it's written in stone
If I can take back the hands of time, I'll probably be fine
If I told you I was straight, then I'd probably be lying
I'm just trying to maintain, this shit just ain't the same
I can't even lie, I miss my nigga
I really miss my homie
I can't even lie, I miss my nigga
I really miss my dog
Damn, gotta do this shit again
Remember we used to kick it, drinking, getting at chickens
You were my right-hand man
Damn, now I'm in my feelings
It wasn't no question that it was love, you were my thug
I know I got an angel bro, watching from up above
You loved Taylor like she was yours, but you didn't meet deuce
You would've loved that nigga bro, he act just like you
Mom and pop's good, I got you like I'm supposed to
I bought me a new crib, I just wish I could show you
Remember being witcha when you got your first slab,
I was supposed to drive but you was live, you were like, fuck that
Beating down the block in that blue thing, hurting something
Wish we could slide one more time no lie, it hurt, homie
If I can take back the hands of time, I'll probably be fine
If I told you I was straight, then I'd probably be lying
I'm just trying to maintain, this shit just ain't the same
I can't even lie, I miss my nigga
I really miss my homie
I can't even lie, I miss my nigga
I really miss my dog
Okay, take one
If I can take back the hands of time, I'll probably be fine
If I told you I was straight, then I'd probably be lying
I'm just trying to maintain, this shit just ain't the same
I can't even lie, I miss my nigga
I really miss my homie
I can't even lie, I miss my nigga
I really miss my dog
Damn, uh, how do I find the words to say how I feel
I don't know
All I know is the pain is realI lost my bro
Tears start to fall when I think about my dog
One time for Raccz, my gangster, the young hog
Blood can make us closer, we were closer than blood
Your set was against mine, but mine knew what it was
I was riding for your boy, I was sliding for your boy
Told you till your face bro, I was dying for your boy
Now I'm sitting here in disbelief, this can't be real
The fact that I lost my bro still gives me chills
Through me, you live on, till the day that I'm gone
Some shit just is what it is, and it's written in stone
If I can take back the hands of time, I'll probably be fine
If I told you I was straight, then I'd probably be lying
I'm just trying to maintain, this shit just ain't the same
I can't even lie, I miss my nigga
I really miss my homie
I can't even lie, I miss my nigga
I really miss my dog
Damn, gotta do this shit again
Remember we used to kick it, drinking, getting at chickens
You were my right-hand man
Damn, now I'm in my feelings
It wasn't no question that it was love, you were my thug
I know I got an angel bro, watching from up above
You loved Taylor like she was yours, but you didn't meet deuce
You would've loved that nigga bro, he act just like you
Mom and pop's good, I got you like I'm supposed to
I bought me a new crib, I just wish I could show you
Remember being witcha when you got your first slab,
I was supposed to drive but you was live, you were like, fuck that
Beating down the block in that blue thing, hurting something
Wish we could slide one more time no lie, it hurt, homie
If I can take back the hands of time, I'll probably be fine
If I told you I was straight, then I'd probably be lying
I'm just trying to maintain, this shit just ain't the same
I can't even lie, I miss my nigga
I really miss my homie
I can't even lie, I miss my nigga
I really miss my dog
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Writer(s): Travion Desdunes
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