Troy Ave, Trapboy Freddy - Why God Nadine lyrics

Why, why God do it go this way
I know we ain't 'suppose to question
'bout who go and who stay
But I got thoughts and I send prayers
And every loss I shed tears
Why the good dying young
Why, why God do it go this way
I know we ain't 'suppose to question
'bout who go and who stay
But I got thoughts and I send prayers
And every loss I shed tears
Why the good dying young

It's a pretty little chick I met on avenue J
At a spot called Spas
This was back in the day
She said her name was Nadine
I started calling her Nay
Once I put her on a team
She started calling me bae
Okay
Moving on
Moving thongs now it's getting special
I can't lie I felt yo ass
Ever since I met you
We argued it was stressful
I ran the streets I left you
We reconnected every so often on every level
She made me green gandules beans
For the first time
That's why I love her
Through the worst times
My homegirl Nadine was diagnosed with cancer
It's super rare so the 'Doc
Ain't really got an answer
Damn

Why, why God do it go this way
I know we ain't 'suppose to question
'bout who go and who stay
But I got thoughts and I send prayers
And every loss I shed tears
Why the good dying young
Why, why God do it go this way
I know we ain't 'suppose to question
'bout who go and who stay
But I got thoughts and I send prayers
And every loss I shed tears
Why the good dying young

I'm sick of asking God why, why me though
(why me though)
I changed my life for the better
You know how I been on
(how I been on)
I done lost two or three
Partners man they been gone
(they been gone)
I got 'bout four or five
Bitches left the shit on
(goddamn)
Okay I tell you this (I tell you this)
If I storm Hudson today bet they
Can't say sell you this
(sell you this)
Even if I did I wouldn't even say shit (nah)
They say the good die young so
But where we from we sell
Dope nigga all night long
(yeah)
I lost my [?] (uh)
I still need me some answers (uh)
Had me locked down in shockers (ah)
I was selling weed that wasn't enough
I need it faster
I never met my daddy so
They labeled me a bastard

Why, why God do it go this way
I know we ain't 'suppose to question
'bout who go and who stay
But I got thoughts and I send prayers
And every loss I shed tears
Why the good dying young
Why, why God do it go this way
I know we ain't 'suppose to question
'bout who go and who stay
But I got thoughts and I send prayers
And every loss I shed tears
Why the good dying young