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Just 'cause I'm gone doesn't mean that I don't love you, oh And through this window I just wish that I could touch you, oh And even though I'm goin' away I'll home one day I'll be home one day Know that I'll be home one day Uh, reality overpowers the fiction When we're talking, young killers missin' a pot to piss in His palms itchin' with dreams of executin' his vision On a mission, watch as he grips his Glock with conviction Can you blame him? Can you blame him? With his light straining face with the ultimate ultimatum You either starve Play the sideline and get involved They urge you to get a job You gave resumes, not a call Anything for his kid Never cared to be rich The thought of consequences gets dismissed when eatin' chips Bought that life for a murder, his momma left, he was six Guess he a son of a gun and a son of a bitch Homie said the smackin' gavel's like the smokin' barrel But you can hardly blame a world that ain't hardly travel Just know we brothers, only God can judge us And with this music I'ma make the haters love us, that's real Letras de canciones Just 'cause I'm gone doesn't mean that I don't love you, oh And through this window I just wish that I could touch you, oh And even though I'm goin' away I'll home one day I'll be home one day Know that I'll be home one day Picture this Ass, tits and hips Nothin' less than thick Mac all on her lips Top down on the whip Barely 25, in a newest ride and her momma ain't buy that shit She tried high school and she quit Hit the strip then learn to script Met the dawg, that was it Fell in love, had a kid Average black ghetto male Even broke I'm doin' bids Last I heard servin' 25 to life Shootin' over dice Head crack, hunnid dollar game, said he shot him twice Tissues for the woman with the bad ammunitions What don't kill you gon' build you Just buy the pistol, I feel you Them perverts testing your patience If you had options you quit But gotta see that you think Just watchin' tricks from this tricks She put the pussy for rental And a price on the dental But if she knew her potential That girl could be monumental But can you blame her? Damn, can you blame her? All for her daughter she sells prized possessions to a stranger Until the night he raped her Fallowed her home Pistol in her purse Holdin' her own Still haunted by the scent of his cologne One in his dome, she call 911 and hang up the phone, shit Will they believe me or you? You or me? And cop a plea Servin' 25 to life for 23 And for somethin' she ain't tryna be They found the fingerprints and they believe a story Gone for homicidal robbery, damn Just 'cause I'm gone doesn't mean that I don't love you, oh And through this window I just wish that I could touch you, oh And even though I'm goin' away I'll home one day I'll be home one day Know that I'll be home one day Away I'll be home one day I'll be home, home one day I'll be home I'll be home one day I'll be home I'll be home one day Just 'cause I'm gone doesn't mean that I don't love you, oh And through this window I just wish that I could touch you, oh And even though I'm goin' away I'll home one day I'll be home one day Know that I'll be home one day Yo, ya already know man it's big ol' G, greezy motherfuckin' money, bitch Shout all my niggas, real niggas fuckin' shit man Shout out man, that nigga should be posted in here, in that motherfuckin' cell block and shit These niggas ain't hear that shit, go get that motherfuckin' body man These niggas greezy motherfuckin' money, you dun know man [?] do this motherfuckin' [?] right now Give that nigga that motherfuckin' bail Fuck a bail, fuck a bail Man, another hundred motherfuckin' years on paper A nigga ain't cryin' over that motherfuckin' job He won't do, man We the motherfucker up here, man We the motherfucker up here, man My niggas already told me, man The black coffee will be well [?] Know that I'll be home one day Yo what's goin' on this is Bob, a.k.a. [?] Callin' from fuckin' Collins Bay, graduate at school Reppin' the way all day Doin' 25 for a body You feel me? You got me? And I will be home one day Holla Know that I'll be home one day Yo what up, it's your boy Big C a.k.a. CD I'm callin' right now from [?] Penitentray I'm servin' a double life sentence for murder You know ah mean? True story [?] when I was 19 I'm fuckin' 29 years old right now, man 10 years in this motherfuckin' dawg for a murder I ain't commit That's what I'm sayin', real talk, it's some real nigga shit [?] you don't understand [?] That's real nigga shit 'member that time we came to trial to support me? That motherfucker threw me the ball pen, son The fuckin' pen, bro, and told me to never come back bro You know ah mean? That's true talk, that's real story, how we do it You know ah mean? They been hatin' on us but I'll be home soon dawg One love Know that I'll be home one day I'm in the pen' servin' a life sentence, for a murder I didn't commit, man I already did 12 years strong, man You know ah mean? Before this pen' shit, I been in the streets Been doin' this, longtime on the road [?] whaddup? So let's go meet this money so we can take the hook from the streets, the whole thug streets Just remember what they say dawg To whom much is given much is expected To my baby girl, daddy will be home soon one day Just 'cause I'm gone doesn't mean that I don't love you, oh And through this window I just wish that I could touch you, oh And even though I'm goin' away I'll home one day I'll be home one day Know that I'll be home one day From Letras Mania