Travis Scott, Meek Mill, Strap - Miss My Dawgs lyrics

I miss my dawg (I miss my dawg)
I miss my dawg (I miss my dawg)
And they killed my little nigga
Man I wish that I was there
When that shit popped off (shit popped off)
And who would’ve thought
(who would've thought)
I’d ever get that call (mh hmm, mh hmm)
So I’m out here riding with my niggas
And we sliding, letting shit pop off
(pop off) i miss my dawg (I miss my dawg)
I miss my dawg (I miss my dawg)
And they killed my little nigga
Man I wish that I was there
When that shit popped off (shit popped off)
And who would’ve thought
(who would've thought)
I’d ever get that call (mh hmm, mh hmm)
So I’m out here riding with my niggas
And we sliding, letting shit pop off
(yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)



They killed Chinx Drugz in his own city
They killed Lil Snupe in his own city
Wonder why I don't be in my own city
I don't know if niggas gon' clap
For me or gon' kill me
Still living lavish and they still
Wonder why I act savage
All these guns and automatics
Still gonna murder these niggas that
Want to have it before they have me miss
My son’s football practice
Fuck y’all niggas that killed Lil Snupe
And when we run in y’all niggas
We gone kill y’all too
I still pray every young
Nigga feel that coupe
Cause young niggas feel like me
I feel like you fifty shades of grey
Want to do me like Freddie
I pray to God, load my chopper
Tell them niggas I’m ready
I’m riding 'round with my squad
It's Pmon and Omelly i got Deen in the cut
My nigga Coon be so heavy
We got to make it back home tonight
So fuck the law
We brought the chrome tonight
'Cause the cops won’t save you
You alone tonight
So tell me young nigga am I wrong or right?

I miss my dawgs (I miss my dawg)
I miss my dawg (I miss my dawg)
And they killed my little nigga
Man I wish that I was there
When that shit popped off (shit popped off)
And who would’ve thought
(who would've thought)
I’d ever get that call (mh hmm, mh hmm)
So I’m out here riding with my niggas
And we sliding, letting shit pop off
(pop off) i miss my dawg (I miss my dawg)
I miss my dawg (I miss my dawg)
And they killed my little nigga
Man I wish that I was there
When that shit popped off (shit popped off)
And who would’ve thought
(who would've thought)
I’d ever get that call (mh hmm, mh hmm)
So I’m out here riding with my niggas
And we sliding, letting shit pop off
(yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)

Sometimes I miss my dad
I wish he could see me now
Rolls Royce, he wouldn’t believe me now
The way I took my mom out the hood
Got Tweety round
From the jects to the burbs
I wish you could meet me now
But you died before he was even 'round
But I set him straight though
Look who he be around
In the sticks with the kids
Where they really play soccer
When he could’ve been a nigga on
The corner with a chopper
You the one that taught me how to
Hold my hands 'fore they got you
So I’ma fight hard for the
Fam until they pop us, 'til they rock us
You ain’t even get to meet my son Papi
He’s three now
And he be asking where his grandpop is
You see now, they talk 'cause they don't
See my fam shopping
Now see the brand new Benz
And the brand new houses
Know you see these brand new
Friends, acting brand new, smiling
And I just got brand new bills
That’s brand new problems
And my old homie told on me
Like damn you wyling
And that shit you talk from
Jail don’t scare nobody
'Cause you told, you dead now
And you know, nigga walk with your head down
RIP

Fly high, so high, fly high, so high
Fly high, so high, so long, goodbye
Fly high, so high, so long, goodbye
So high, so high, so long, goodbye