Miss You - The Lox, T-Pain

What are you afraid of?

You ain’t gotta show us what you made of

I know you brave, yah

Let me pick you up when you fall

'Cause you know they won’t miss you at all, uh huh

If things keep goin' how they goin'

They won’t miss you at all

Sad thing is everybody know it, they won’t miss you

Momma cryin', daddy high, you slept on the floor

Rent is due, shots poppin', sound like we at war

Can’t go in that bitch, too many niggas in the store

Police comin', hide the guns, give shawty that raw

Why you think I be on tour?

I get money, I want more

Niggas hate to see you ballin', they wish that you was poor

Don’t no streets love me, just my fans and some niggas I relate to

'Cause if you doin' good, they gone hate you

Couple in the ground and couple in the Feds

I could visit a couple of 'em, but a couple of 'em dead

Had a rough life homie, ain’t none of it was smooth

I was born in these streets, I’m just smart enough to move

What are you afraid of?

You ain’t gotta show us what you made of

I know you brave yah

Let me pick you up when you fall

'Cause you know they won’t miss you at all, uh huh

If things keep goin' how they goin'

They won’t miss you at all

Sad thing is everybody know it, they won’t miss you

Shit gotta get righter, the homie got a lighter, and Rari, and a fontal,

and a fire

I use to watch The Wire, and watch for niggas wearin' wires

Now I’m in the street car, named desire

But I’m more like Veto movin' the olive oil

Had the roc in the foil after the potter boiled

I was standin' on the corner, like, yeah, I got it for you

If you lookin' for work, I got the product for you

You could’ve hand me a gun, I would’ve shot it for you

Now I’m out in Milan, probably coppin' Milano on you

Ill writer like Goines, I’m speakin' Donald to you

I rather get to the coin than pop a hollow on you

What are you afraid of?

You ain’t gotta show us what you made of

I know you brave, yah

Let me pick you up when you fall

'Cause you know they won’t miss you at all, uh huh

If things keep goin' how they goin'

They won’t miss you at all

Sad thing is everybody know it, they won’t miss you

We ain’t have everything we wanted, but had everything we needed

And every night, there was some dinner for us to eat it

Prayers and love to the thugs who really need it

Believe it, wake up in your cell, and get superseded

Know the loser don’t get rewarded, when you defeated

Or the mission don’t get aborted till you complete it

All I know if you can be taught it, then you could be it

You should be able to afford it, if you could see it

Frustrations, builded up and push you to that point

Next stop, funeral home or a max joint

Streets don’t love 'em, the dealers won’t miss 'em

It’s real in the field, even realer in the system, what’s up?

What are you afraid of?

You ain’t gotta show us what you made of

I know you brave, yah

Let me pick you up when you fall

'Cause you know they won’t miss you at all, uh huh

If things keep goin' how they goin'

They won’t miss you at all

Sad thing is everybody know it, they won’t miss you