[Intro: Fat Pat]

Man, sitting here thinking

Knowing I miss y'all boys, man

I hope y'all feel this, we miss you

[Hook: Fat Pat]

How we, miss our G's

Every night, all I do is dream and pray

Hoping that, I can see my homie again

How we, miss our G's

Every night, all I do is dream and pray

Hoping that, I can see my homie again

[Verse 1: H.A.W.K.]

It's been a whole year, you've been gone

And I still find it hard, to just hold on

Everybody misses you, P-A-T

Especially your down ass partna, that's me

Always on my mind, everytime I turn around

Up early in the morning, watch em put you in the ground

A sad day it is, on this New Years

It seems like the heaven from above, sheds tears

All my ghetto peers, dead or on lock

25 to life, it just ain't right

Praying that the Lord, don't take me in the night

That long long flight, and ain't no coming back

Man I miss that Pat, and K.K

Hoping that I see you boys again, one day

Daytime from the Tre, Big Butler from that N

Both of the Bubba twins, doing time in the Pen

Partnas mean we kin, closer than friends

So I'm holding on, to the love till the end

Our skin is a sin, that's why they lock us in

The ghetto's saying that our kind just don't blend

The Penitentiary, ain't no place for us to go

It's been eight long years since I seen my kinfolk

Po' out the liquor, roll a gang of smoke

I'm missing my homies mo' and mo', and mo' you feel me

[Hook: Fat Pat & Big Moe]

How we, miss our G's

(I really miss my G)

Every night, all I do is dream and pray

(I miss my G)

Hoping that, I can see my homie again

How we, miss our G's

(It's so true)

Every night, all I do is dream and pray

Hoping that, I can see my homie again

[Verse 2: Double D]

It was like yesterday, since me and you was chilling

My nigga for life, even though life ain't your game no mo'

It's still the same though, and me and you can feel it

I know that you up in heaven, wait for me to come and kick it

I'm ready no doubt, niggas still tripping for nothing

All of a sudden I thought it wasn't, but then it came to busting

Just lost my baby cousin to the same shit

How much deeper can pain get, I'm ready to aim and click

Reminiscing and missing you, and all these plans we had

What can a nigga do? Pull out some brew

And make 'em feel it when I say a rhyme

Cause ain't no telling, when my time coming

Niggas gunning, but I got no time for running

You ain't missing nothing, but drama and your mama

I swear I walk these streets I pack my heat, these niggas don't care

And to my G's on lock, I pop the top

Pull out some liquor for your tears, and all these lost years

[Hook: Fat Pat & Big Moe]

How we, miss our G's

(I really do)

Every night, all I do is dream and pray

(I really do)

Hoping that, I can see my homie again

(Oh yeah)

How we, miss our G's

(I really do)

Every night, all I do is dream and pray

(I really do)

Hoping that, I can see my homie again

(Oh yeah)

[Verse 3: H.A.W.K.]

Now time has gone by, and the years have passed

Trying to block you out of my mind, is a complicated task

I mash for my cream, but my job ain't done

Take it from John it ain't no fun, it's easier said than done

To get over you, my boy Big B

You gone but not forgotten, up in H.A.W.K.'s memory

Day-Lee I stop and stare, gaze in the air

Knowing that nothing is impossible, through hope and prayer

So my big bro, I know you know

It happened a long time ago, but it's hard for me to let go

Now C-O and also, K.K. and Big Dead

Doing time for the crime, keeping that family fed

Hold your head up high, and avoid the shife

Cause when the judge gave you ya sentence, he didn't say life

Will I see you again, I know the thought is scary

The Obituary cemetery, and then you buried, hail Mary

[Hook: Fat Pat]

How we, miss our G's

Every night, all I do is dream and pray

Hoping that, I can see my homie again

How we, miss our G's

([?])

Every night, all I do is dream and pray

(Yeah)

Hoping that, I can see my homie again

How we, miss our G's

(I really, really miss my G)

Every night, all I do is dream and pray

(I really, really miss my G)

Hoping that, I can see my homie again

How we, miss our G's

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Every night, all I do is dream and pray

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Hoping that, I can see my homie again

[Outro: Fat Pat & Big Moe]

(How do I miss you)

(I really, really, real do)

(Feel me)

(I really, really, real do)

(I said, I really, really, real do)

(I really, really, real do)