Miss U - 2014 Remaster

Fam, you know what I'm sayin? (No doubt, man)

The motherfuckin shit just get me so motherfuckin' mad

'Cause, you know, that was my nigga, you know

And like, I had just got the nigga Puff card and shit (yeah)

I knew the shit was 'bout to go down

And my man was like hyping me

'Bout everywhere we go, me and O (pluggin' it)

Me and O be together, and the nigga be like

"Watch, I'm telling you when my man get on

It's gonna be some shit, we ain't gonna have to sell this shit no mo'

I'm telling you" (aight?)

And the nigga just got moked out like that, man

That shit fucked me up, man

(That shit fucked a whole lot of niggas up, man)

Yo, man, I loved that nigga O too (say word)

That was my motherfuckin' heart

Yeah, dedicating this to my nigga O

We miss you, nigga

Going out to all the young niggas that died in the struggle

Word up, shit is real in the field

You know, sparkin' blunts to all you niggas, word up

Each and every day

Daydreams of how we used to be

See your family

And that baby's lookin' just like you

Why'd you go away?

I've been missin' you lately

Tell me what you're going through, oh yeah

Uhh, uhh

I remember sellin' three bricks of straight flour

Got my man a beat down to the third power

He didn't care, spent the money in a half hour

Got some fishscale, reigned on competition like a shower

Got the coke cooked up, a crackhead Kevin

In '88, when Kane ruled with "Half Steppin'"

A 38, a lot of mouth was our only weapon

We was kings 'til the D's crept in

And now I'm missin' him

Ooh, I'm missin' you (I'm missin' you)

Tell me why the road turns, why it turns

Ooh, I'm missin' you (missin' you)

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

Oh tell me why, why, why, why

Uhh, we work all week, weekends we play the movies

We rocked flattops, our girls rocked doobies

Made a killin', even though the D's knew me

Eventually, you know they try to do me

Fuck it! Fed up, my nigga wanted to take it down South

Sick of cops coming, sick of throwing jacks in his mouth

Gave him half my paper, told 'em "Go that route!"

Few months, he got his brain blown out, now I'm stressed

His baby's mother, she trippin', blamin' me

And his older brothers understand the game it be

Kinda topsy-turvy; you win some, you lose some

Damn, they lost a brother, they mother lost a son

Fuck, why my nigga couldn't stay in N.Y.?

I'm a thug, but I swear for three days I cried

I, look in the sky and ask God why

Can't look his baby girls in the eye

Damn, I'm missin' him

Ooh, I'm missin' you (I'm missin' you)

Tell me why the road turns, why it turns

(Tell me, tell me why)

Ooh, I'm missin' you (I'm missin' you)

Nah nah nah nah nah

Oh, tell me why, why

(Tell me, tell me why) why, why

There was this girl around the way that made cats drool

Her name's Drew, played fools out they money in pool

People swore we was fuckin', but we was just cool

She used to hang while I slang my joints after school

She'd watch my bomb, help my moms with the groceries

My little sister, the girl was kinda close to me

A little closer than the average girl's supposed to be

Far from a lover, my girl was jealous of her

Then she started messin' with some major players

Handled keys, niggas called them the Bricklayers

A dread kid, had a baby 'fore that bitch Taya

Found out her baby's father cheating

Now Drew, she gotta slay her

One night, across from the corner store

Taya ran around the block with a chrome four-four

Squeezed all six shots in the passenger door

The dude lived, what my baby had to die for?

I'm missin' her

Ooh, I'm missin' you (I'm missin' you)

Tell me why the road turns, why it turns

(Tell me, tell me why, ooh)

Ooh, I'm missin' you (I'm missin' you)

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

Oh, tell me why, why, why, why (oh God, tell me why)

Ooh, I'm missin' you (tell me, tell me why)

Tell me why the road turns, why it turns (ooh, ooh)

Ooh, I'm missin' you (missin' you)

Nah, nah, nah, nah, nah

Oh, tell me why, why, why, why

Ooh, I'm missin' you

Tell me why the road turns, why it turns

Ooh, I'm missin' you