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