Buss a Shot Lyrics

This one for the homies that ain't here right now

This one for the homies that ain't here right now

This one for the homies that ain't here right now

Pop a bottle roll some weed and light it up

This one for the homies that ain't here right now

Buss a shot

Damn I miss my dawgs loss to many friends

Free all the homies locked up in the pen

Tired of the funerals I don't got no more tears

Why they have to give the homie all them years

Every days a war just to live in peace

A bunch a ghetto youths tryna survive the streets

Caught up in a life that you don't wanna live

You can't judge a book that you never read

I'm talking bout pain that ya never felt

Every day its feels like you live in hell

Sometimes ya gotta play with the hand ya dealt

You can't fold ya gotta take the bet

This one for the homies that ain't here right now

Pop a bottle roll some weed and light it up

This one for the homies that ain't here right now

Buss a shot

Yea ya might be gone but ya memories live on

I still feel the pain like it happened yesterday

You never really know when its ya time to go

But I still wanna know why they had to take my bro

You suppose to be here right next to me

Instead you got me pouring out Hennessy

Every days a risk hoping that ya make it home

When you in the streets there ain't no written rules

Give my brothers flowers while they still here

Tell em that I love em while I still can

You could lose ya life in an instant

Tomorrow's never promised to no man

This one for the homies that ain't here right now

Pop a bottle roll some weed and light it up

This one for the homies that ain't here right now

Buss a shot

This one for the homies that ain't here right now

Pop a bottle roll some weed and light it up

This one for the homies that ain't here right now

Buss a shot