Yo man sure is hard out here

Believe that, i keep looking on

Ya know, expecting you to be there for me again

When i need you

You got that time but i need you coming back strong

Don't be silent ya heard me?

Dawg, just let it be known bro i got much love for you bro

Come on home here

I miss ya



Chorus: mr. serv-on (repeat 4x)



I'm fightin tears for the time you spent

When your nights are dark, but in your heart you got a friend



[mr. serv-on]

You chose a destiny of prison terms and crack pipes

I fell victim to a world full of hard women and gang life

You did nine, now you got five

And every day i feel like i'm fighting myself just to stay alive

I got a little money but it ain't all that

What's the use of having it if it'll keep you from going back

I saw a look in your eyes like you wasn't scared to die

You lost your mom and your sister in three months

And never once i saw you cry

Maybe it was a soldier thing or you didn't know how

Cause so many nights i pray to god, just look at our life and smile

Cause somewhere in this ghetto life we lost our heart

Now we just a bunch of helpless souls searching for heaven, play your part

I witness you fight the demons in your mind

You told me they come late at night, you know that he was hard to find

But sometimes you gotta sit back and relax, and say a prayer

Cause when all the pain goes away i'll always be there



Chorus 4x



[mr. serv-on]

Some of the ??? around the way on they third and fourth babies

I wonder if you was home one of them would be yours

You gotta laugh at that, life is crazy

The other day larry tunes got twenty

He said he had to feed his baby,

Pay some bills and take care of his lady

I went around the way and the new thing seemed to be wheelchairs

Either they too blind to see or they just don't care

I saw your grandmother and she looked okay

But you know black women, they strong, they only cry when they pray

And i'm still tryin to bang all the tricks you used to hit up

And as usual they ask me where you at, and tell me whats up

But lately every day, now i caught my hands without a bottle

I guess i feel the pressure of these magazines callin me a role model

I look in these kids eyes and i see confusion

We never knew how bad it was,

We just wanted to represent, never losin (new orleans)

And no matter how times get hard

You just think about it, you look in your heart, i'll play my part



Chorus 4x



[mr. serv-on]

Oh man

I'm still thinkin bout all the times we had

It ain't the same no more, man you know

The game, the hustlin, none of that

I talked to moms the other day

We tryin to get that appeal together


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