The are cold livin' without you The nights are long, I'm older I miss the days alone, about you You may be gone, but never over
If Proof could see me now, I know be proud Somewhere in me down, there's something in me he found made him believe in me, now no one can beat me now You try, it'll be them doors, on Dre's Phantom believe me That means suicide homie, you'll throw me Off of this course, me Bitch I do all for the sport only But I want it all, I'm not just talking awards And the balls in my and it's lonely On top of the when you're the only One with the and your shorts To leave them on the floor with no re- Morse, remember that they get to doggin' you boy homie So y'all can just get to bloggin' bologna I'm not stop the saga Continue, no the force Obi, I'm moppin' the floors With them, I keep tryna pass it, but they on droppin' the torch And it won't be, til this sport is O-V- E-R, just and we knockin' them doors and no we Ain't pumpkins on but we'll show up on your porch, so be Careful what you say, there no punks over here so follow me Through the fog like I'm Let me guide you through the G If only I wasn't travellin' down this road by my No one who me like you will ever know me I don't think you how much you meant to me
The days are livin' without you The are long, I'm growing older I the days alone, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but never over And it don't (oh) And it don't (oh) And it don't (oh) And it quit (oh) And I you (oh) I just you (oh) I miss you (oh) Homie never forget you (no)
For you, I write the sickest rhyme of my life So sick it'll blow up the mic, it'll put the dyna in Yeah it'll the dopest MC wanna jump off a bridge and shit hisself Tap dancin' all over the beat, it'll off the page and spit itself Yeah it's the best thing I do right now for you Doodi is to rap So I'm a fuck til I die, I'm a do it to death And itstead of mourning your death, I'd rather your life Elevate to new height, step on the gas and accelerate, I'm a two mics the way that I'm feelin' tonight, everything I can just do right There's nothing that I can do wrong, I'm too strong and I'm too hyped Just the rhyming and bust it and excuse the corny metaphor They'll never catch up to all this energy that mustered So God just help me out I fight through this grievin' process Tryna process this loss is me nauseous But this depression ain't me hostage I've been patiently watchin' this game, pacin' hallways You had faith in me Proof you knew I'd come out of slump, rise from these ashes Come right on they asses, and go Mike Tyson on these bastards And I'm a show 'em, 'em out the water slaughter 'em homes I'm on so many bells the only place they can hit me is Homie I know I'm, never gonna be the same you I woulda never came in this game, I'm going insane you Matter of fact it was just the other night, had another about you You told me to get up, I got up and spread my and I flew You gave me a to fight, I was on my way to see you You told me nah you're not layin' on that table I knew I was make it, soon as you said think of Hailie, I knew There no way that I was gonna ever leave them babies, and Proof Not are lucky enough to have a guardian angel like you Lord I'm so thankful, please think I don't feel grateful, I do Just me the strength that I need, for one more day to get through So homie this is song, I dedicate this to you I you Doodi
The days are cold livin' you The nights are long, I'm growing I miss the alone, thinkin' about you You may be gone, but you're over And it stop (oh) And it don't (oh) And it don't (oh) And it quit (oh) And I you (oh) I miss you (oh) I miss you (oh) Homie I'll never you (no)