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[Featuring: Andreena Mill] |
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[Intro: Saigon] |
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Uh, I wonder |
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Will they ever love me? (uh-huh) |
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Will they ever? |
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Will they ever care? (uh-huh) |
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When? When? (uh, uh) |
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[Saigon] |
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Maybe after I'm dead and gone they'll get along |
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Then they'll look back and see things that I said in my song |
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Hope I did enough right that it deaded my wrong |
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If I was to die tonight, I don't know where I'm goin |
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Heaven or Hell, I don't think the reverend could tell |
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He see I'm addicted but what started as medicine failed |
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and left me to deal with a chemical dependency |
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He act like he God with his subliminal supremacy |
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Talkin like if I don't get straight, then he could seal my fate |
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Wait - you could seal a fate but you can't rehabilitate? |
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So now on Sundays I be right here on my perch |
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I sit across the street and just stare at the church and it hurt |
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I figure maybe they'll love me in my afterlife |
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In retrospect they might recognize what I sacrificed |
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For now a nigga here with his head hangin |
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Askin life and hip-hop the same dang question |
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[Chorus: Andreena Mill] |
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When will you love me? |
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Today, tomorrow, right now |
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When will you love me? |
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Ohhh fall for me somehow! |
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When will you love me? |
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So pardon my curiosity |
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When will you love me? |
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[Saigon] |
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When when uh, uh, uh |
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I know a young man who's becomin a gun man |
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Raised by a single mother who main concern was a suntan |
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And goin on vacation whenever the invitation was presented |
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Listen, you'll comprehend this in a minute |
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See as a minor he had a dream of bein athletic |
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She said she would sign him up for sports but she ass-betted |
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So he got into books, but even that was overlooked |
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Yet all he wanted was love from the one woman that's s'posed to put |
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him above everything |
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She was too busy with niggaz had fakin with wedding ring |
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Somethin she had never dreamed 'bout to transpire |
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The street took control of his soul, now her only son's a ghetto vampire |
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He out late stealin and dealin front of the corner store |
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Wasn't long before the boys up the way had wanted a war |
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Caught him, put the gun to his jaw |
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Then the last thing you seen before the flash was his mom |
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His last thought |
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[Chorus] |
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[Saigon] |
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Uhh, uh-huh, check |
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Sometimes all it takes is love |
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for us to rise up above, survive just because |
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You'll be surprised what you're deprived of |
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When you deprive others of love, demise is a must |
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The heart can't breathe, the soul can't carry on |
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It's hard to succeed, the roles keep addin on |
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If you love somebody you should show 'em while they still here |
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Tomorrow they could be dead or askin you from a wheelchair |
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[Chorus] |
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[Outro: Saigon] |
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Uhh, Rich Kidd, thank you |
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The beautiful Andreena Mill |
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Saigon, truest, the truest |
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Good Guy, Gang |
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Greatest, Story, Never, Ever, Told |
