Saigon, Jovan Dais - Reason, Season, Lifetime lyrics

Thank you to everybody
Who love somebody (damn)
Who miss somebody (talk to ‘em)

I remember like it was yesterday, Jay
Before this Saigon buzz
Before they was calling me S to the A
You would say I was the best to this day
I be like, "Better then Nas"
You say, "Nah, nigga, better then Jay"
And I be like, "You bugging, cousin" Plus
You knew that I wasn’t
That was your way of encouraging
The kid to keep shoving
No matter whatever the crime
You would do for the grime
Would go as far as slinging
Dimes for some studio time (damn)
I still feel you here
Even though that I know you not
Told you I would blow
But, I really wanted to show you i
I ain’t stay local
Rock shows around the globe
Shot down a lot of folks who thought
They was hot with they vocals
I know I visit your grave not
As much as I should
But it’s funny ‘cause it’s as much as
I could it’s harder than you think
Pray to God that you up in that bitch
Slaying
Send my love to Miss Mary Elizabeth, sing

People come in and out of life everyday
So hang around for a while, for so many stay
For a reason, season, or a lifetime
Said, "It’s hard to let go but we got to"
‘Cause baby they done what they got to
They either here for a reason, a season
Or a lifetime

If you got somebody you love that’s deceased
Whether it’s your brother, your niece
Your mother, your father, your uncle
The preach
A close friend who was stuck in the streets
Someone you tried to pull out
But it seems that he just
Kept ducking your reach
I’m hoping your heart’s touched
With this beat
Stevie Wonder sees black babies playing
Not lugging the heat
There’s a couple people I love to 6 feet
My grandmamma
My other brother was killed on
Them New Jerz streets
My friend Ali got struck with the train
It was hard to bury the Godbody
Hardly nothing remained if I seem him again
Will I hear that laughter that left?
Or is he still how he died with
His head detached from his chest?
Damn… I can’t call it
Fam rest in peace to "Stuttering Stan"
We stuck together like peanut butter and jam
That was my motherfucking man
He would always give me the upper hand
Now he laying under the land

People come in and out of life everyday
So hang around for a while, for so many stay
For a reason, season, or a lifetime
Said, "It’s hard to let go but we got to"
‘Cause baby they done what they got to
They either here for a reason, a season
Or a lifetime

Yeah man
It’s real mike White jeru lester Grey rest in
Peace mary Elizabeth my
Grandma everybody it’s
Real one hand in the air life is very
Real, man enjoy every day of your life
Man we born to die in this muhfucka word