Fredo - I Miss lyrics

I miss when them bricks were twenty-eight
I miss when them hammers were cheap
I'm missin' my niggas in jail
Got me here just wishin' you're free
I miss throwin' pounds at the wall
I miss gettin' lost in the street
I miss all them times I slacked
Now my nigga will knock it for me
I miss goin' so hard in the war
I miss when we went halfs on those drawers
I miss block hoes, ask 'em for jaw
Fill her mouth up, she can't even talk
I miss nitties that askin' for more
I miss when you would answer the door
I miss Billy, I can't even talk
One thing we don't miss is the target
For sure

Pussy nigga been huggin' the fence
You ain't got no game
You're stuck on the bench


Roll up, leave 'em covered and drenched
The feds say I got more money than Santa
Copper on me, ain't no couple of pence
The Lambo' is fuckin' intense
If you're broke, just leave it alone
It cost you like ten for a couple of dents
And Harrow is cool, I pop in for fun
But there's nothin' I love more
Than shoppin' for guns
Catch me slippin', I'm not gonna run
I put way too much up in my lungs
The AP was forty, I got that for fun
Sixteen, try to pop in and run
Before all them lose, I cop me a gun
Before rap, man, got a spot for my mom
Billy went on the glide with
A four in his hand
Hopped out, he was pourin' 'em, man
They shot back, he died
I'm mournin' for man
The streets just don't go according to plan
Our youts with no bodies are talkin' on man
Our new opp just caught him a tan
Bad bitch, can't stay the night
I'm from 'Zart and they raised me right

I miss when them bricks were twenty-eight
I miss when them hammers were cheap
I'm missin' my niggas in jail
Got me here just wishin' you're free
I miss throwin' pounds at the wall
I miss gettin' lost in the street
I miss all them times I slacked
Now my nigga will knock it for me
I miss goin' so hard in the war
I miss when we went halfs on those drawers
I miss block hoes, ask 'em for jaw
Fill her mouth up, she can't even talk
I miss nitties that askin' for more
I miss when you would answer the door
I miss Billy, I can't even talk
One thing we don't miss is the target
For sure

Yeah, I'm just breakin' it down
Yeah, I miss workin' it hard
Now I'm a star
I just make drinks like I work in a bar
Don't let the gang-gang pull up
You know they fire them shells
A new opp just went sleep
If you ask me, he was tired as hell
Yeah, I miss all that flexin' with Asco
I can't even wait 'til you touch down
The man that I just clowned
Chandelier AP cost four, five bust downs
Trappin', trappin'
Yeah, we out late in the night
Serve, swerve 'til my feet hurt
Like my trainers were tight
I miss feelin' the sight
Of buyin' them jewels
Leavin' the racks in the store
Now it's all normal
I spent a hunnid racks and
Don't snap it no more
I still got my back to the wall
If I lose, who will actually call?
Do wrong and you naturally fall
I don't even try, I'm just naturally cool

I miss when them bricks were twenty-eight
I miss when them hammers were cheap
I'm missin' my niggas in jail
Got me here just wishin' you're free
I miss throwin' pounds at the wall
I miss gettin' lost in the street
I miss all them times I slacked
Now my nigga will knock it for me
I miss goin' so hard in the war
I miss when we went halfs on those drawers
I miss block hoes, ask 'em for jaw
Fill her mouth up, she can't even talk
I miss nitties that askin' for more
I miss when you would answer the door
I miss Billy, I can't even talk
One thing we don't miss is the target
For sure