Long Live Lyrics Meanings
by Rapgamewill

Getting high just thinking about the times you was alive
And all them days that you was by a nigga side
Your mama stayed around the corner from my granny ride inside that project house
The path to riches i was tryna see just what that process about
I'm out here tripping, day I got the call they killed my nigga
I just took a long pause like
.....
Not my nigga, we was going half on grams
I'll let you hold my shoes I got your pants
We was going sixty seconds throwing hands
And all your enemies my enemies
Thinking about the good times just sipping on this hennessy
But you ain't here and I can't facetime no memory
I'm out here on my own but I be feeling like it's ten of me
I still feel your energy
I still hit your mama crib
I still would give her fifty if i ever see a hundred mill
I still go hug your babies and check on your lil brother them
And if your dawg alive you need to show that you got love for him
Cus ain't no telling, to tell the truth what could we tell the youth
Finessing woadie future with them dreams they tryna sell to you
They got a cell for you
Rich or broke as long as you black you still a nigga
It's a win-win situation when the suspect and the victim both black
Another off the street another in the system
We lack, the proper education, we need propositions for change
And not no politics or crooked politicians
I'm referring to them project kids with all they papa's missing
Rest in peace to my nigga
I be like damn, I miss my nigga
Boy you gone respect his name
You cant diss my nigga
Pour out a little liquor, lords knows ain't no love for ghetto children
If you ever lost somebody you gone feel this
I be like damn, I miss my nigga
Boy you gone respect his name
You cant diss my nigga
Pour out a little liquor, lords knows ain't no love for ghetto children
If you ever lost somebody you gone feel this
I be like damn, I miss my nigga
Boy you gone respect his name
You cant diss my nigga
Pour out a little liquor, lords knows ain't no love for ghetto children
If you ever lost somebody you gone feel this

Getting high just thinking about the times you was alive
And all them days that you was by a nigga side
Your mama stayed around the corner from my granny ride inside that project house
The path to riches i was tryna see just what that process about
I'm out here tripping, day I got the call they killed my nigga
I just took a long pause like
.....
Not my nigga, we was going half on grams
I'll let you hold my shoes I got your pants
We was going sixty seconds throwing hands
And all your enemies my enemies
Thinking about the good times just sipping on this hennessy
But you ain't here and I can't facetime no memory
I'm out here on my own but I be feeling like it's ten of me
I still feel your energy
I still hit your mama crib
I still would give her fifty if i ever see a hundred mill
I still go hug your babies and check on your lil brother them
And if your dawg alive you need to show that you got love for him
Cus ain't no telling, to tell the truth what could we tell the youth
Finessing woadie future with them dreams they tryna sell to you
They got a cell for you
Rich or broke as long as you black you still a nigga
It's a win-win situation when the suspect and the victim both black
Another off the street another in the system
We lack, the proper education, we need propositions for change
And not no politics or crooked politicians
I'm referring to them project kids with all they papa's missing
Rest in peace to my nigga
I be like damn, I miss my nigga
Boy you gone respect his name
You cant diss my nigga
Pour out a little liquor, lords knows ain't no love for ghetto children
If you ever lost somebody you gone feel this
I be like damn, I miss my nigga
Boy you gone respect his name
You cant diss my nigga
Pour out a little liquor, lords knows ain't no love for ghetto children
If you ever lost somebody you gone feel this
I be like damn, I miss my nigga
Boy you gone respect his name
You cant diss my nigga
Pour out a little liquor, lords knows ain't no love for ghetto children
If you ever lost somebody you gone feel this