I Didn’t Wanna Write This Song feat. Marsha Ambrosius

歌詞

Your son wonder when you comin' home I wonder why you couldn't make it home I wonder why they love you when you gone (when you gone) I wonder if they know how much they miss you (miss you) Crenshaw, now they yellin', "Crenshaw" (Crenshaw) Crenshaw, now they wearin' Crenshaw (yeah) I wonder why they love you when you gone (when you gone) I wonder if you're there right now, I wonder (ayy, Dom) I wonder f you're really listenin' to what I feel right now? (Ayy, this classic shit, Dom) (This LA shit) I wonder I'm hopin' give the peace that'll make 'em really care right now (throw them dubs up) Yeah (one time for our nigga) But you're gone and it just isn't fair right now Right now, yeah (we got the world lit) On God (on God), the work is never done (we love you, Nip) The good, they die young, used to be my sun Even when it rains The pain I feel is numb Know that you were loved, yeah I didn't wanna write this song Didn't wanna write it, so it's from the heart Even brought your homie from Leimert Park Smokin' papers on Vernon for the hurt Reminiscin', you in black sand, built it from the dirt Los Angeles, the gift and a curse Focused on your neighborhood but you shifted the Earth You had the Staples Center packed like a church Whole South Central put they hands on your hearse I wonder if Heaven got a Slauson You with Biggie and 'Pac, look at you, big at the bosses Headed to a marathon, look at your nigga, he flossin' Your legacy untouchable like Emani and Kross is On the days that I'm feelin' exhausted Think about uncle Snoop at the funeral talkin' This type of shit you don't see that often Stevie Wonder singin', he can't even see your coffin I wonder if you're free right now, yeah I wonder if you're happy, are you livin' out your dreams right now? I hope the angels are givin' you your wings right now The hardest things that I had to sing right now Right now, right now Oh, God The best was yet to come (sometimes) The good, they die young, used to be the sun Even when it rains, yeah Pain I feel is numb (numb) You'll always be loved I didn't wanna write this song Ayy, shit sound like it look All the history you made, nigga, I could write a book You had the Eight Treys walkin' with the 60s I witnessed it all, you was right there with me (I didn't wanna write this song) From Eritrea to South Central From South Central to Brooklyn, look at what you been through Mind over matter, yeah, it's all mental But I still don't trust 12 when I see 'em in my rearview Six years ago, I could've been you Me and some of my own homies had the same issues If I come, tell God to let me in Give 'em the room next to Aaliyah with ESPN You got years fallin' down the cheeks of Mexicans You got a number in my phone I can't text again And if they killed you, they could kill Game But I don't mind dyin' if it's gon' bring real change Say hi to the sky, now it's your turn to fly Still we cry (still we cry) I wish I could've protected you there (protected you there) Just say hi to the sky, now it's your turn to fly Still we cry Cry, cry Still we cry, yeah Cry, cry I cry Didn't wanna write this song down Dear rap game, we can't take no more losses Thank you God for Nipsey Hussle King of LA, Slauson Clap for him Clap for him Marathon Continues (I didn't wanna write this song)