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| R. Kelly - I Wish I wish, I wish, I wish, (To every city, every hood and every block), I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, Rollin’ through the hood, Just stopped by to say what’s up, And let you know your baby boy ain’t doin’ so tough, Even though you passed, Going on four long years, Still waking up late at night cryin’ tears, Just thinkin’ about those days, You used to talk to me, Smilin’ while I’m sippin’ on this Hennessy, And remember we’d brag on how rich we would be, To get up out this hood was like a fantasy, And now you hear my songs, The radio is playin’, Oh I can’t believe my ears and what everybody’s sayin’, Boy I tell you folks don’t know the half, I would give it all up just to take one ride with you, How I used to kick it on the front porch, With you, And how I used to lay back and smoke weed, With you, And all the little basement party joints we’d do, Now I’m just missing you, How I wish, I wish that I could hold you now, I wish that I could touch you now, I wish that I could talk to you, Be with you somehow, I know you’re in a better place, Even though I can’t see your face, I know you’re smilin’ down on me, Sayin’ everything’s OK, And if I make it out this thug life, I’ll see you again someday, I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, I wish, Ever since this money come, It’s been nothing but stress, Sometimes I wish that I could just trade in my success, Y’all look at me and say, Boy, you’ve been blessed, But y’all don’t see the inside of my unhappiness, Man, I swear this shit gets heavy like a ton, That’s why you hear me shootin’ this real shit off like a gun, Mmm I wonder how my friends would treat me now, If I wasn’t iced up with a Bentley and a house, That’s why, Fake-ass niggas get fake-ass digits, And fake-ass players get a real player hatin’ em, Honey love goes platinum and y’all ass come ’round, But y’all don’t wanna raise the roof, Until my shit is goin’ down, And now you hear my songs, The radio is playin’, Oh I can’t believe my ears and what everybody’s sayin’, Boy I tell you folks don’t know the half, I would give it all up just to take one ride with you, How I used to hoop off in them tournaments, With you, And how I used to club hop on weekends, With you, Your family called the morning of a tragic end, Damn my condolences, Repeat Chorus Voices in my head, Be tellin’ me to come to church, Say the Lord is the only way for you to stop the hurt, Dreaming of windows, Black-tinted like a hearse, But waking up to life sometimes seems worse, And all I ever wanted is to be a better man, And I try to keep it real with my homies, man, Want me to save the world, I don’t understand, How did I become the leader of a billion fans, And now you hear my songs, The radio is playin’, Oh I can’t believe my ears and what everybody’s sayin’, Boy I tell you folks don’t know the half, I would give it all up just to take one ride, With you, How I used to street perform on Friday, With you, And how I’d go to church on Easter Sunday, With you, Instead of y’all throwin’ them stones at me, Somebody pray for me, Repeat Chorus |
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