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    The Game feat. Marsha Ambrosius – I Didn’t Wanna Write This Song [2019]

    Marsha AmbrosiusThe Game

    [Intro: DOM KENNEDY]
    Your son wonder when you comin’ home
    I wonder why you couldn’t make it home?
    I wonder why they love you when you gone?
    I wonder if you know how much they miss you?
    Crenshaw, now they yellin’, “Crenshaw”
    Crenshaw, now they wearin’ Crenshaw
    I wonder why they love you when you gone? (When you gone)

    [Chorus: Marsha Ambrosius & The Game]
    I wonder if you’re there right now (Right now, Ayy, Dom)
    I wonder (Ayy, this classic shit, Dom)
    I wonder if you’re really listenin’ to what I feel right now? (This L.A. shit)
    I wonder
    I’m hopin’ you’re the peace that’ll make ’em really care right now (Throw them dubs up)
    But you’re gone and it just isn’t fair right now, right now (One time for our nig’, we got the world lit)
    On God, the work is never done (We love you, Nip)
    The good they die young, used to be my son
    Even when it waivers, the pain I feel is numb
    Know that you were loved, yeah
    I didn’t wanna write this song

    [Verse 1: The Game]
    Didn’t wanna write it, so it’s from the heart
    Even brought your homie from Leimert Park
    Smokin’ papers on Vernon for the hurt
    Reminiscin’, you and Blacc Sam built it from the dirt
    Los Angeles, the gift and a curse
    Focused on your neighborhood but you shifted the earth
    You had the Staples Center packed like a church
    Whole South Central put they hands on your hearse
    I wonder if Heaven got a Slauson
    You with Biggie and Pac, look at you, big as the bosses
    Headed to a marathon, look at your nigga, he flossin’
    Your legacy untouchable like Emani and Kross is
    On the days that I’m feelin’ exhausted, think about uncle Snoop at the funeral talkin’
    This type of shit you don’t see that often
    Stevie Wonder singin’, he can’t even see your coffin

    [Chorus: Marsha Ambrosius]
    I wonder if you’re free right now, yeah
    I wonder if you’re happy, are you livin’ out your dreams right now?
    I hope the angels are givin’ you your wings right now
    The hardest thing that I had to sing right now
    Right now, right now, oh, God
    The best was yet to come (Sometime)
    The good, they die young
    Used to the be sun even when it rains, yeah
    Pain I feel is numb
    You’ll always be loved
    I didn’t wanna write this song

    [Verse 2: The Game]
    Ayy, shit sound like it look
    All the history you made, nigga, I could write a book
    You had the Eight Treys walkin’ with the 60s
    I witnessed it all, you was right there with me
    From Eritrea to South Central
    From South Central to Brooklyn, look at what you been through
    Mind over matter, yeah, it’s all mental
    But I still don’t trust 12 when I see ’em in my rearview
    Six years ago, I could of been you
    Me and some of my old homies had the same issues
    If I come, tell God to let me in
    Give ’em the room next to Aaliyah with ESPN
    You got tears fallin’ down the cheeks of Mexicans
    You got a number in my phone I can’t text again
    And if they killed you, they could kill Game
    But I don’t mind dyin’ if it’s gon’ bring real change

    [Bridge: Marsha Ambrosius]
    Say hi to the sky, now it’s your turn to fly
    Still we cry (Still we cry)
    I wish I could have protected you there
    Just say hi to the sky, now it’s your turn to fly
    Still we cry, cry, cry
    Still we cry, yeah
    Cry, cry, I cry
    Didn’t wanna write this song

    [Outro: DOM KENNEDY & Marsha Ambrosius]
    Dear rap game, we can’t take no more losses
    Thank you God for Nipsey Hussle
    King of L.A., Slauson
    Clap for him, clap for him
    The marathon continues
    I didn’t wanna write this song

    Marsha AmbrosiusThe Game

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