Cus I know it's hard to find a job
So niggas kill and rob
There's a chance that I won't make it here tomorrow
Being honest
[Pre-Hook]
Cus I gotta keep it real with you baby
Cus the shit I used to do is what made me
And I'm hopin I ain't gotta go back to the trap
Cus we really know that we don't want that
[Hook]
But if I don't make it home tonight
Tell my mama that I love her
Leave some flowers for my brother
Girl I love ya
But if I don't make it home tonight
Take some money to my sister
I don't ever want her chasin after niggas
Cus where I'm from
Niggas outchea dyin every day
And they ain't no bad, ain't they just tryna make a way
And I ain't no different
So if I get missin
These are my last wishes
I hope you get them right
Girl if I don't make it home tonight
[Verse 3: Jeezy]
Would you miss me? Would you miss me?
Would you walk up to my casket? Would you kiss me?
My life is schizophrenic, I'm just tryna stay sane
Pour a cup full, hope it take away the pain
I said you know I- I- I- I
Came from the projects, nigga
Don't care if it kill me, I die, won't stay in the projects, nigga
You know I'm fresh as a motherfucker, in case that I die tonight
Got a lot on my mind, you know that I'm high tonight
I left that black Hublot home
So really I don't got the time
My nigga got by a quarter, heard that he dropped the dime
Failure's no option nigga, you out of yo fuckin mind
It's my life and my freedom fool
So ain't none of you stopping my...
[Hook]
But if I don't make it home tonight
Tell my mama that I love her
Leave some flowers for my brother
Girl I love ya
But if I don't make it home tonight
Take some money to my sister
I don't ever want her chasin after niggas
Cus where I'm from
Niggas outchea dyin every day
And they ain't no bad, ain't they just tryna make a way
And I ain't no different
So if I get missin
These are my last wishes
I hope you get them right
Girl if I don't make it home tonight
But if I don't make it home tonight
Tell my mama that I love her
Leave some flowers for my brother
Girl I love ya
But if I don't make it home tonight
Take some money to my sister
I don't ever want her chasin after niggas
Cus where I'm from
Niggas outchea dyin every day
And they ain't no bad, ain't they just tryna make a way
And I ain't no different
So if I get missin
These are my last wishes
I hope you get them right
Girl if I don't make it home tonight
After the song was over, I looked back at August and he opened his arms for me to hug him. I got out of my seat and then sat in his lap and held him tightly.
"So, I take it you like the song..."
"August, I love it." I kissed him passionately, and stood back up.
"I think I'm ready." He says looking up at me.
"Ready for what exactly?" I asked
"To get married. I'm ready. I love you to much just to wait. I'm ready to make it official."
I looked him in his eyes and noticed that he was being for real. I mean yeah I want to marry August, but not this early. Kevin isn't even walking yet.
"August, I would too, but we still have stuff to get over. And besides, you're going on tour in what, two months? This is all so fast."
Aug shook his head and then rubbed his face in frustration.
"I guess you're right." He looked mad, so I just kissed his cheek and left.
I really love the song. It has so much meaning to it. I guess I killed August's vibe with what I said, but it's the truth. Right?
