[Lil Wayne talking] 

Yea, yea, yea, yea 

This is the Carter muthafucka, yea 

And in my building I must keep it real

[Lil Wayne] 

And man I miss the times, we would shine, you would keep on your side 

You would teach me how to ride and you would teach me how to pry 

Then we get on the line and go over our lines 

We were in the same position and that’s when you change position, shit 

I never change and I miss ya, and its strange but I never forget ya 

Throw that at you and them bitches homie 

And I know that aint you wit that dissin on me 

That’s why I never replied and never will just let em live phony 

If ya ever died I swear to God I got yo kids homie 

Whats mine is their I gotta give homie, and yea 

We still a army in this bitch homie 

Yea Cash Money still the shit homie, shit homie 

Whats really real is you feelin me nigga 

That Hot Boy shit still in me nigga, word the giggity nigga 

And I aint got time to speak the history 

I miss you and I know you missin 

Gizzle but

[Hook: Reel (Lil Wayne) Repeat X2] 

Man I miss my dawgs(yea) 

Many nights club poppin(yea) 

Many nights we were blowin trees(yea) 

Many nights we were hustlin(yea) 

Man I miss my dawgs(yea) 

Me and you through thick and thin(yea) 

Me and you through the very end(yea) 

For only you I was in the game(yea) 

[Lil Wayne] 

And I remember when you came to the click 

I had already made my name in the click, but you got famous and shit 

I got my solja rag and dangled my shit 

I was down to just to hang wit you shit 

And I banged to the boogie bang bang wit yo click 

And I aint even from the 3(3rd Ward), my hood was angry at me, shit 

But I rose to my feet, played the post wit the heat 

At them shows while you performed and posed 

I was waitin for a nigga to jump, see I was patient but was ready to duck 

Cuz you my brother chump 

Real Gs never buckle up 

But every family aint filled wit gangstas that’s real 

And that’s real and I would never turn my back or turn ya down 

Even if you turned around muthafucka 

But history is history 

I miss you and I know you missin me 

Juve but

[Hook] 

[Repeat X2]

[Lil Wayne] 

You was my nigga, my nerd, my joy, my herb 

My main muthafuckin man Turk 

My other, my partner, I was teacher, he was father 

I skilled, he schooled, we chilled, we moved 

We thug, we hung, we ate, we slept 

We lived, we died, I stayed, you left 

Remember how we played to the left 

And we stayed out of trouble cuz we stayed to our self 

Member Slim and B leavin, hand the ki’s over 

Tell me not to go Uptown and we went straight to tha Nolia 

While I watched you reunite wit yo soljas 

And yo mom and brothers, while I lied to the stunna 

Yea those were the times my brother 

Now I recognize real and I honor my brother 

Yea nigga sub mage my brother, the Sqad’s my brother 

The nigga you left behind is my brothers

[Hook] 

[Repeat X2]

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