Letra de Homies - Wiz Khalifa

Even though you may not be here physically, you still walk with me

Even though I can’t hear your voice, I still feel your guidance everyday

Every breath you take, every move you make, that’s what you say while you’re watching me

Throughout the day and even when I sleep

When my flesh makes me weak, you see the God in me

Forcing me to be what I’m destined to be

Damn near feel like you’re carrying me

At times when I felt like I would drown, you pulled me back to the surface

Nurture my heart with words of encouragement

Told me shit like, “You too good for that”

Patted me on my back to congratulate me and show me what it really meant to be to be myself

And now I feel like I can fly, the same way you fly

I know one day our paths will collide again, I ain’t trippin’

I got shit to do and you got more miracles to work too

And you can do way more where you’re at than where you were

You ain’t have to leave here, but you did

You knew your purpose was bigger and you accepted it

And for that, I’ll always thank you

I be acting tough, but I miss you though

Crackin’ jokes and shit

I even still got that video of you and Bash when we came to see you a while ago

And even though you may not be here physically

When shit gets tough and I don’t know who to call

And I feel like I can’t take no more

And there’s no one else on the road

You still walk with me

Started losing friends too early

Maybe seventh grade, B Leu was like my brother

They shot him in his head

Invite him to my birthday party

He the only one that came, I never knew from that day I’d never be the same

Early mornings watching news I see another murder

Seventh grade middle school, Justin showed me a burner

Jasmine’s cousins wanted to jump me because I made her cry

Wasn’t before the year was over one of them niggas died

Eighth grade for some reason I was desensitized

Ninth grade I moved away to live another life

My mom sent me to high school on the other side

‘Cause when Greg got killed she was traumatized

Houser was the fuckin’ man when he was alive

Taught us everything we know about gettin’ fried

Teff was young and dissing niggas from the city

So they felt like they had to come through and slide

My Uncle Mon P was a younger nigga

All I ever did was have fun with him

I can’t imagine niggas having beef with him

It’s fucked up my son didn’t get to meet him

So many lanes, so many riders, so many things with family ties

Mainer got killed over a chick he was right beside

When OG passed away, I was so surprised

Was on the road with Chevy when I heard Ray died

When Evan got killed I knew shit wasn’t right

I could still see the look in his sister’s eyes

They shot Wapo in his head the day that he signed

Not to mention my brother, felt like my heart died

No pride, no Mac Miller, the whole ride

When Nip passed away, I fasho cried

A lot of pain, but I don’t even show it

Niggas probably didn’t even know that I got all these dead homies

So many lanes, so many riders, so many things with family ties

So many lanes, so many riders, so many things with family ties

Sledg was like my big brother

Used to pull up for beats

Used to hear me in that Bonneville all the way up the street

He put me on the game, he had all the freaks

Taught me how to dress, but showed me shit wasn’t sweet

Chevy was older than me, didn’t know that we would meet

I did a song at the studio with him and Freeze

Used to be on the battle scene

If anyone owed me money they had to talk to Breeze

Not to mention he taught me lots of things

Like how to clean up my circle, stay low from police

S used to be the big homie, till he made a diss song ’bout me

Late nights in the studio me, him and Bo

He was the sickest in the city, had the illest flow

They had pounds of haze when niggas was smoking dro

Counted like ten stacks in front of me after school

When Spitta came to scoop me up, he had the tool

I wasn’t carrying, he said I had to have one too

These niggas in the city catch you when you passing through

And I’ll be damned if I don’t do what I have to do

I met Shipes at South By, he was hella cool

He introduced me to DZA, now that’s my man too

Me and K.R.I.T. went on our first tour

I moved to Cali and met Big U

Always smoking I would trick tricks since early days in Michigan

This shit I don’t say in my interviews

A lot of love and ain’t afraid to show it

You niggas probably didn’t even know that I got all these real homies

This one right here is for all my, all my, all my homies

This one right here is for all my, all my homies

This one right here is for all my, all my, all my homies

This one right here is for all my, all my homies

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