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    [Lil Wayne talking]
    This is the Carter muthafucka, yea
    And in my building I must keep it real

    [Lil Wayne]
    And man I miss the times, we would shine, you would keep on your side
    You would teach me how to ride and you would teach me how to pry
    Then we get on the line and go over our lines
    We were in the same position and that's when you change position, shit
    I never change and I miss ya, and its strange but I never forget ya
    Throw that at you and them bitches homie
    And I know that aint you wit that dissin on me
    That's why I never replied and never will just let em live phony
    If ya ever died I swear to God I got yo kids homie
    Whats mine is their I gotta give homie, and yea
    We still a army in this bitch homie
    Yea Cash Money still the shit homie, shit homie
    Whats really real is you feelin me nigga
    That Hot Boy shit still in me nigga, word the giggity nigga
    And I aint got time to speak the history
    I miss you and I know you missin
    Gizzle but

    [Hook: Reel (Lil Wayne) Repeat X2]
    Man I miss my dawgs(yea)
    Many nights club poppin(yea)
    Many nights we were blowin trees(yea)
    Many nights we were hustlin(yea)
    Man I miss my dawgs(yea)
    Me and you through thick and thin(yea)
    Me and you through the very end(yea)
    For only you I was in the game(yea)

    [Lil Wayne]
    And I remember when you came to the click
    I had already made my name in the click, but you got famous and shit
    I got my solja rag and dangled my shit
    I was down to just to hang wit you shit
    And I banged to the boogie bang bang wit yo click
    And I aint even from the 3(3rd Ward), my hood was angry at me, shit
    But I rose to my feet, played the post wit the heat
    At them shows while you performed and posed
    I was waitin for a nigga to jump, see I was patient but was ready to duck
    Cuz you my brother chump
    Real Gs never buckle up
    But every family aint filled wit gangstas that's real
    And that's real and I would never turn my back or turn ya down
    Even if you turned around muthafucka
    But history is history
    I miss you and I know you missin me
    Juve but

    [Repeat X2]

    [Lil Wayne]
    You was my nigga, my nerd, my joy, my herb
    My main muthafuckin man Turk
    My other, my partner, I was teacher, he was father
    I skilled, he schooled, we chilled, we moved
    We thug, we hung, we ate, we slept
    We lived, we died, I stayed, you left
    Remember how we played to the left
    And we stayed out of trouble cuz we stayed to our self
    Member Slim and B leavin, hand the ki's over
    Tell me not to go Uptown and we went straight to tha Nolia
    While I watched you reunite wit yo soljas
    And yo mom and brothers, while I lied to the stunna
    Yea those were the times my brother
    Now I recognize real and I honor my brother
    Yea nigga sub mage my brother, the Sqad's my brother
    The nigga you left behind is my brothers

    [Repeat X2]

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