And this whole motherfuckin' shit, man, is for my big brother, man
This for my motherfuckin' family man, this for them
You know, them (K.i.D)

Yeah, them motherfuckin' kids, nigga
You see what I'm saying, man
Long live G

This one right here for Shanyah (go)
Trust me, I know it ain't easy to see what you seen
And I hate that you saw it (oh, oh)
Just call me whenever you need me
You gotta be strong, hold it down for yo' mama
Azuri and Miyah and Niko, we can't let 'em not hold it down for Masiyah
Ayy, big bro, what the hell you was thinking?
I dedicate this one right here to Shanyah
Trust me, I know it ain't easy to see what you seen
And I hate that you saw it (oh, oh)
Just call me whenever you need me
You gotta be strong, hold it down for yo' mama
Azuri and Miyah and Niko, we can't let 'em not hold it down for Masiyah
Ayy, big bro, what the hell you was thinking?

I dedicate this one right here to my mama (long live G)
Cried in my arms in the room, we stood over your body
I can't shake this one here, it's too much for a nigga
What the fuck we do to leave us like this?
Shit, what you had on you?
The fuck made you always feel like you was doing somethin' wrong?
Shit, we thought you was on it, and now our lil' son is still crying for you to come home
He don't know that it's over
You ain't on my shoulder with something that you could cry on
If you ever was lonely, I'm yo' baby brother, so this shit, it fuck with me bad
I lost more than a homie, can go to the bank right now, take out like ten million cash
But I don't even want it

This one right here for Shanyah (go)
Trust me, I know it ain't easy to see what you seen
And I hate that you saw it (oh, oh)
Just call me whenever you need me
You gotta be strong, hold it down for yo' mama
Azuri and Miyah and Niko, we can't let 'em not hold it down for Masiyah
Ayy, big bro, what the hell you was thinking?

I dedicate this one right here to my mama
Yeah, you know we Miss Lyndale sons, nigga
Handsome ass niggas, mama always bragging how her sons get the bitches
Mama so nice to 'em, fall out with the girl, mama still friends with 'em
Ma, they hurt your son feelings
Mama don't care if her son sell soap
Mama still pulling up to come support her son business
And mama, you the reason that my heart like this
Reason why my songs on the chart like this
You ain't never need a nigga, you the one gave me the hustle
You ain't never like us fighting, always told us we was brothers (oh, oh)

Wish I could tell my brother that I love him (long live G, nigga)
Wish I could tell him that I never gave a fuck about the money

This one right here for Shanyah (go)
Trust me, I know it ain't easy to see what you seen
And I hate that you saw it (oh, oh)
Just call me whenever you need me
You gotta be strong, hold it down for yo' mama
Azuri and Miyah and Niko, we can't let 'em not hold it down for Masiyah
Ayy, big bro, what the hell you was thinking?
I dedicate this one right here to my mama

Copyright: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group
Writer(s): Clayton Penrose-Whitmore, De'Juane Dunwood, Jonathan Lyndale Kirk