Dm C
I wish, I wish, I wish
Am7 Bb
I wish, I wish, I wish
Dm C
Rollin' through the hood, just stopped by to say what's up
Am7 Bb
And let you know that your baby boy ain't doing so tough
Dm C
And even though you passed going on four long years
Am7 Bb
Still waking up late at night crying tears
Dm C Am7
Just thinking about those days you used to talk to me
Bb
Smilin' while I'm sippin' on this Hennessy
Dm C Am7 Bb
And remember we bragged on how rich we would be, to get up out this hood was like a fantasy
Dm C
And now you hear my songs the radio is playin'
Am7
Oh I can't believe my ears
Bb
And what everybody's sayin'
Dm C
And boy I'll tell you, folks don't know the half
Am7 Bb
I would give it all up, just to take one ride
Dm C
How I used to kick it on the front porch
Am7 Bb
And how I used to lay back and smoke weed
Dm C Am7
And all the little basement party joints we'd do
Bb
Now I'm just missing you
How I wish
[Chorus]
Dm C
I wish that I could hold you now
Am7 Bb
I wish that I could touch you now
Dm C
I wish that I could talk to you
Am7 Bb
Be with you somehow
Dm C
I know you're in a better place
Am7 Bb
Even though I can't see your face
Dm C
I know you're smiling down on me
Am7 Bb
Saying everything's okayyy
Dm C
Am7
And if I make it out this thug life
Bb Dm
I'll see you again someday
Dm C
I wish, I wish, I wish
Am7 Bb
I wish, I wish, I wish
[Verse 2]
Dm C
Now ever since this money come, been nothing but stress
Am7 Bb
Sometimes I wish I could trade in my success
Dm C
Y'all look at me and say boy you've been blessed
Am7 Bb
But y'all don't see the inside of my unhappiness
Dm C
Man I swear this shit gets heavy like a ton
Am7 Bb
That's why you hear me shootin' This real shit off like a gun
Dm C
Hmm I wonder how my friends would treat me now
Am7 Bb
If I wasn't iced up with a Bentley and a house
Dm C Am7 Bb
That's why fake ass niggas get fake ass digits And fake ass playas get a real playa hatin' 'em
Dm C
Honey Love goes platinum and y'all ass come around
Am7 Bb
But y'all don't wanna raise the roof until my shit is going down
Dm C
How I used to hoop off in them tournaments
(With you)
Am7 Bb
And how I used to club hop on weekends
(With you)
Dm C
Your family called the morning of the tragic end
Am7 Bb
Damn, my condolensces
[Verse 3]
Dm C
Voices in my head be telling me to come to church
Am7 Bb
Saying the Lord is the only way for you to stop the hurt
Dm C
Dreaming of windows black tinted like a hurst
Am7 Bb
When waking up to life sometimes seems worst
Dm C
And all I ever wanted is to be a better man
Am7 Bb
And I try to keep it real with my homies now
Dm C
For me to save the world I don't understand
Am7 Bb
How did I become the leader of a billion men?
Dm C
How I used to street perform on Friday
(With you)
Am7 Bb
And how I used to go to church on Easter Sunday
(With you)
Dm C
Standing here throwing them stones at me
Am7 Bb
