WAY BACK (Letter to My Dawg)

Way back, way back—we go way back (yeah) Still got your contact, can’t erase that (nah) Talk to your voicemail like you called back (mm) Way back, way back—wish I could play it back Seen your name light candles on the same block (same block) Mama asked “you straight?” I say I’m good but I’m not (I’m not) I been prayin’ in the dark, tryna make the pain stop You told me “leave the streets,” I’m tryna do it for you, dawg Got your hoodie in the closet, it still smell like your laugh Every time the wind hit, it’s like you walkin’ past We was plottin’ on a bag, split it down the half Now I’m drivin’ past your mural with my foot off the gas (slow) Way back, way back—we go way back (yeah) Still got your contact, can’t erase that (nah) Talk to your voicemail like you called back (mm) Way back, way back—wish I could play it back I told your mama that I got her—on God, that’s facts (facts) Watchin’ over lil sis, make sure she stay on track Put your name on a chain, let it sit on my heart Every show, every city, you be singin’ my part (sing it) Got a chair at the table that I never let fold If heaven got a corner, save a seat for your bro We was kids, hoop shorts, tryna beat all the odds Now I’m writin’ you these letters in a 16 bar (yeah) If heaven got a hood, I know you right there (right there) I keep the light on in the whip so you can find air (find air) I’ll meet you at the corner where we used to share Dreams ‘bout a better life—I’ma get us there (on me) Way back, way back—we go way back (yeah) Still got your contact, can’t erase that (nah) Talk to your voicemail like you called back (mm) Way back, way back—wish I could play it back (We go way back) yeah (Can’t erase that) no (Talk to your voicemail) ring, ring (Til we meet again) on God, I got you