Missing You (ft. Luke Vexx)

Uh and man I miss the times when I was young, I was coming up

Not a problem, just a stubborn pup, little cunt was always into something, yup

From playin' ball e'ry night after school finished

To sorting through my upper deck and flicking through beckett issues, uh

And I was so damn innocent back then

Before I had a dirty mind and hitting this rap thing

And man I miss the summers, my homies, my little brother

All the shit that we'd get up to, the ruckus from lil' muhfuckas

Mid-teens, you'd find me up at the food court

Lil' mall rat, puffing soft pack marlboro reds dog

Getting trashed at house parties with the fellas

Catch a couple hours sleep and we off to working at maccas, yeah

Life was so much simpler pre-chips

When all that really mattered was getting spastic on weekends

And I remember vividly, wkd, I'd never miss a week

Tape the whole thing and bang it on repeat

And there was nothing more exciting to us kids

Than hitting jb and be the first to cop the import shit

And that was way before the internet

But right around the time that music started declining, I'm losing interest

But the shit is still in me, it never left

And I'm still spitting, I'd miss it like hell if I ever stepped

I miss my girl when she not with me but I never miss a beat

I'm so busy that I'm even missing homie and...

Those were the days but things gotta change

Sometimes I wish that things would just remain the same

It's amazing how we've moved on now

But I'm still, still missing you, I'm still missing you, I'm still missing you

Yeah I miss you more than ever, my tears are getting wetter

And the shit that I remember like drinking beers together

Won't come back, nah, and I wish you'd gotten better

And you'd come back, but I know that death it is forever

We can't come back from where we're destined to be

You said my parents were blessed, the blessing was free

But losing my baby sis was a lesson to me

You should take what you get and the rest you should leave

Don't mess with no grief, or take peeps for granted

Best believe no wishes are granted

But in life wishing is standard

But so is death so I'm wishing for cancer

Lord, I'm trying some reverse psychology

I use my words like verse psychology

People taught to think like something's wrong with me

And when I die please sing this song to me

The movement's soul and it's sung so beautifully

The winners fold, this is so new to me

It's like for us to win, we have to lose

Coz the cards that are dealt to play, we have to use

But why we have to lose so many people in the meantime

Talking to the doctors like 'yeah he's gonna be fine'

The family's shocked, and your brother, he's crying

We can't freeze time so it's time to seize life

Those were the days but things gotta change

Sometimes I wish that things would just remain the same

It's amazing how we've moved on now

But I'm still, still missing you, I'm still missing you, I'm still missing you