Thang for you Lyrics

8 god rod

I really need to talk to you for real

I never really got to tell my side of the story

I only came back to let you know

We ain't let go

Shit really crazy

It's the people you really rock for and do anything for

that'll turn on you first

And they think that shit thug

It's cool though

I'ma find a way out

They got right

Did he shot this

Damn Z, I thought you was gon' be my friend to the end

I gave you chance after chance, you leave me stranded again

When Meer died, you ain't think I wanna call my friend

You told my secrets to my folks, I took that beef on a chin

I only told you the truth because I thought we could vent

I wish you wasn't a bitch so we can fight like men

But since you ain't a man, I cannot forgive your sin

I can't relive our friendship and rebuild again

But I got a thing for you that I can't let go

Even though I sang for you, you still ain't my bro

I still got pain for you that I can't let show

All that talk about Makaya been a lame ass hoe

Can't believe you put yourself on that same damn boat

When I told you make up a lie, I can't believe you said no

Too much pain in my head, that's why I let them dreads go

If you felt like I was on wind, shit should've called my phone

Ever since I cut you off, I've been all alone

So lonely that I almost called your phone

I got a crib, I can't believe you never saw my home

You got a nerve to cut me out pictures like I was wrong

Like I wasn't the best brother that you had, nigga

Like I wasn't there for your daughter more than her dad, nigga

Like I ain't come over to clean dishes and take out trash, nigga

Who was there for you when you ain't had your mother or your dad, nigga

All to me is a true friendship gone in a flash

Soon as you fucked my brother, I knew shit was gonna crash quicker

I knew it was a bad decision, but I ain't act different

I ain't act dissing you, my sister, but I ain't ass kissing

I love my goddaughter, that's why I ain't crash dissing

You a great mother, so I ain't bad wishing

But me inviting you to hookah booga was just a bad mission

We was ride or die till you left me without a transmission

R.P. Mirsky, but my soul need a transition

This song is for your spirit, not your physical

Consider this a subconscious letter sent with no envelope

I'm sorry, sis, but I'm out that bro no more you depending on

I cried before this song even got a minute long

I can't end it wrong, you a big dog, so get your pimping on

And if you playing ball, then get your pivot on

Long live Mirsky and long live note

I miss note the most cause he's a real bro

Top security headed to SWAT, you had some real goals

Until a pussy nigga couldn't fight, so they killed note

I cried like a bitch when you died, and I cry still, bro

And people ask me do I need help with this pain, it's still no

And I wanna kill whoever killed note

He was a real brother, gave me real hope

He gave me real heart to heart moments, we had some real jokes

R.P. Note , R.P. Meer, R.P. Dell

I wish you well, I'ma see y'all soon if I fell

But I know y'all gonna make me prevail

XO, I'ma scream your name like the teacher misspelled

Did a lot of sins, but your heart's still held

Did a lot of sins, but your heart's still held

Oh, oh, oh

I been cryin', I ain't lyin' and she cryin'

I been cryin', I ain't lyin' and she cryin'

I lost all my friends and my baby

And my baby

My girls are still around, it's just a maze, baby

I don't know if they gonna save me or not

R.P. Note , R.P. Meer , R.P. Dell

Had a lot of sins, but your heart's good, love

Had a lot of sins, but your heart's good, love

Gotta take it on a chin

I know my niggas want me to win

So fuckin' a nigga just gotta win

You must know where I've been

I can't respond to love, baby

I can't respond to love