yo seeing through the mist
i take another sip
thinking bout the good times
den i take another sip
by now i think you could tell dat i really like this shit
but not only from my drunkenness do i take time to reminisce
yo you gone my nigga
but NEVA forgotten
i miss does wack call-tones you used to have
i never understood why you got 'em
you always bussed flows about the stars and the moons
thatz how i know your looking down from da heavens
RIP to everybody that lost there shells
cause you still have your soul
i dont even trip no more
cause the memories are more precious than gold
so imma take one more sip of this drink called life
I hate goodbyes
so see you later
cause its not like we're everlastingly parted
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