2 My Homiez
Y.Z. Lyrics

One of my partnas have been shot
A close friend of mine has been shot.

And all that's going through my mind
I can't stop thinking about what has happened.

Is he dead or alive, when I'm pacing the flo'
I'm anxious to know whether he's alive or dead.

And looking around 4-5
I'm searching for a weapon to protect myself.

Thinking of the worst, but nobody would tell me the drama
I'm imagining the worst possible scenario, but nobody is telling me what's going on.

But the silence is killing me, checking on his family
The lack of information is making me anxious, so I'm checking on his family.

Saying a prayer for him and his mama
I'm praying for his recovery and well-being, as well as for his mother's comfort.

Come through sit at his bedside, and ease his pain
I want to be there for him, to provide comfort and support during his recovery.

Relieve my tension, I'm flinching when they mention name
I'm on edge whenever his name is mentioned, afraid of the news I might hear.

Big D, come G, I don't want you to die
My friend, Big D, I don't want you to die.

Remember when we use to dip
Remember when we used to go out and have fun.

In your day-day Coupe and get high
In your car and smoke weed.

Remember, when you use to think I was crazy and wouldn't chill with me
Remember when you thought I was crazy and didn't want to hang out with me.

You come to get me up the flip, and smoke some kill with me
You came to pick me up and smoke weed with me.

I really appreciate the love that was shown
I appreciate the love and support that was shown during this difficult time.

I'ma keep the faith and never leave you alone
I will keep the faith and always be there for you as a friend.

You can depend on me, got down on my knees
You can count on me, I'm willing to do whatever it takes.

And I prayed, until you recovered
I prayed for your recovery until you were better.

Then jumped your big ass, right back off in the game
After your recovery, you went right back to your old ways.

Because there's money to be made, and I won't knock you
You went back to making money, and I don't judge you for it.

Just watch yourself when you in them streets
Be careful when you're out there in the streets.

And keep your heater, under your seat when you creep
And keep your gun under your seat when you're driving around.

And to my G's
To my close friends.

Don't worry bout a damn thang
Don't worry about anything, I've got your back.

You use to call me G.I., but to me you was s soldier indeed
You used to call me G.I., but to me, you were a true soldier.

Even though you dodged the cops daily, you would hit my crib up with weed
Even though you had to avoid the police, you still brought me weed.

Freestyling to beats, and smoking on fire sweet and parlay
We used to freestyle to music and smoke weed together.

You should of got a purple heart, for living in a war everyday
You deserved recognition for surviving the dangers of the streets every day.

If he's really a friend, you would turn him in
A true friend would turn in another friend if they did something wrong.

That's what the laws would tell us
The law requires us to turn in wrongdoers.

And fellas would talk about turning you in
Some guys would talk about turning you in to the police.

How could your hood be so jealous
Why is your neighborhood so envious and willing to betray you?

And ready to give out the location, of a G on the move
Willing to give away the location of someone important in the streets.

Somebody tell me, is your partna's freedom worth some money to you
Is it worth betraying your friend for some money?

But I know he's in the county jail stressed, fuck stabbing you in your back
I know that he's in jail, stressed out, and I won't betray him.

Cause they smile up in your face, and stab you in your chest
People will pretend to be your friend and then betray you.

And its kinda hard, to receive the swishas they pass me
It's difficult for me to accept the weed that people offer me.

When I feel I got to watch the people, they call his still family
I have to be careful around people who are still considered family by my friend.

Must a song be coming, cause it happened the way you said it would unfold
It's like prophecy fulfilled because everything happened the way you said it would.

My name is Grady, and they watch me like the Super Bowl
People are watching me closely, like they watch the Super Bowl.

Now that your not around, I'ma still put it down the way you told me to do
Even though you're not here, I will carry on the way you taught me.

And when I go gold its dedicated to you, and to my G's
When I become successful, I will dedicate it to you and my friends.

I'm still trying to figure out what happened
I'm still trying to understand what caused all of this.

One minute you here, then the next you was gone
You were here one moment, but now you're gone.

Just think quick, I lost my nigga
I lost my friend suddenly.

Victimized to the game, and we still mourn
We are still mourning your loss caused by the dangers of the streets.

But nigga hold on, cause I know its living life
Hold on, because I know we're just living our lives.

Trapped in this cell, trying to ease the pain
I'm stuck in this cell, trying to cope with the pain of losing you.

But it still remains, every time I put you in jail
It hurts every time I'm reminded that you're not here.

And its hard to accept the fact, that you a cellmate my nigga
It's difficult to accept that you're in jail and we can't be together.

Po' out some liquor, and sho' wish was here to light, up this swisha
Pour out some alcohol and wish you were here to smoke with us.

And I'll never forget the advice you gave me bout life, cause you were right
I'll always remember the wise advice you gave me, because you were right.

Don't shake them dikes, cause the rules apply, ain't always precise
Don't push your luck and break the rules, because sometimes they aren't fair.

I'm paying a price, my freedom been taken away
I'm suffering the consequences of my actions and my freedom has been taken away.

And they threw away the key, trapped in misery
I'm locked up and stuck in this miserable situation.

Cause suffering forced me to run these streets so desperately
I was forced to turn to the streets out of desperation and suffering.

And to my G's watch your back, cause it ain't no love in these streets
Watch out for danger, because there's no love or safety in the streets.

It seems like each day, there's a different way, to fall victim to defeat
It feels like every day there's a new way to fail and become a victim.

Cause if you real with your boy, it don't hurt to see him fall off
If you're a true friend, it's not painful to see your friend struggle.

When a forty get low point to the curb, just letting you know you thought of
When you're running low on alcohol, think of me and I'll be there in spirit.

No matter what when you get out, thangs'll still be the same
When you get out of jail, things will still be the same.

But until then hold on nigga, and don't worry bout a damn thang
Hold on until you get out, and don't worry because I've got your back.

This world is not my home, I'm just a passing through
I don't feel like I belong in this world, I'm just passing through.

My treasures are laid out, somewhere beyond the blue
My true treasures and happiness are waiting for me in another place.

The angels beckon me, from Heaven's open doors
The angels are calling me to Heaven's open doors.

And a nigga can't feel at home in the this world no mo'
I can no longer feel truly comfortable in this world.