Song Lyrics

What are you afraid of?
You ain't gotta show us what you made of
I know you brave
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
The sad thing is everybody know it, they won't miss you (talk that shit, I got 'em)

Yo, mama 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 (oh, you scared?)
Police comin', hide the guns, give shawty that raw
Why you think I be on tour? I get money, I want more (uh-huh)
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 (facts)
'Cause if you doin' good, they gone hate you
Couple in the ground and a 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
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
The sad thing is everybody know it, they won't miss you

Shit gotta get righter, the homie got a lighter
And a RAW, and the fronto, and the fire
I use to watch The Wire, and watch for niggas wearin' wires
Now I'm in the street car, named desire (ha)
But I'm more like Veto movin' the olive oil
Had the rock in the foil after the potter boiled (facts)
I was standin' on the corner, like, yeah, I got it for you (I got it)
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 (ah)
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
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 (shit get real)
The sad thing is everybody know it (ow), they won't miss you (yeah)

We ain't have everything we wanted, but had everything we needed (everything)
And every night, there was some dinner for us to eat it (uh)
Prayers and love to the thugs who really need it (yeah)
Believe it, wake up in your cell, and get superseded
Know the loser don't get rewarded, when you defeated (never)
Or the mission don't get aborted 'til you complete it (nah)
All I know if you can be taught it, then you could be it (yes)
And you should be able to afford it, if you could see it (woo)
Frustrations build up and push you to that point
Next stop, funeral home or a max joint
Streets don't love 'em (nah), the dealers won't miss 'em (uh-uh)
It's real in the fields, 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
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
The sad thing is everybody know it, they won't miss you

Miss you at all
The sad thing is everybody know it, they won't miss you

David Styles, Faheem Rasheed Najm, Geneva Pascal, Jason Phillips, Lisa Montgomery, Michael Forte, Nikolas Papamitrou, Sean Jacobs

The duration of Miss You is 3:56 minutes and seconds.