Still Got Love 4 Um (Kam)

(My nigga) (That's right) [ VERSE 1 ] Now I look back, and I can remember Growin up po, waitin fo December 25th, when a gift was all I wanted (Yup) And I didn't have a care in the world, just fun With all the homeboys around my age Wasn't no complaints about life in the first stages The pages turned, and we learned us a lesson today To keep them girls and switches away All play, and no work checks For raisin animals and catchin insects It was a everyday thang to see the homeboys and me Raidin somebody's fruit tree Little nappy-head nature boys In a concrete jungle, so wherever one go The others'll follow him like a lost dove (What's up, loc?) And till this day I still got love For em, though I don't know em like I used to They still my family, now ask me who's who And I can tell you about some dirt, or soap-like gossip But why should I trip? Because we all got skeletons dwellin in the closet So I wonder how is it People be forgettin about they homies? When they make ends, meet let them roam streets After all y'all done been through Yo, to put them up is the least you can do But now I see just how niggas act Yo, y'all can turn y'all back But I still got love for em (Homie that I went to school with) (Got mo' love for me here) I still got love for em (My nigga) [ VERSE 2 ] I used to be able to walk through Anybody's neighborhood that I wanted to talk to And see how they was livin, how they life was lookin (Wassup?) Got they sisters, and ate they mamas' cookin Young and innocent, the good old days We started to grow apart, and go our seperate ways Steady competin for the most attention Up at the school house, hours of sittin That they had to find somethig else to fade me Cause they ain't have a letter high enough to grade me Maybe then some people got jealous Thought they was smart, and got crushed like relish So birds of a feather ran together in cliques Nerds, jocks, and tricks And the ones just kickin it in between Gang-related, you know who I mean I got love for em (Homie that I went to school with) (Got mo' love for me here) I still got love for em (My nigga) [ VERSE 3 ] And we used to get into it every now and then Tryin to prove a point in front of the little women (Wassup?) Showin out like movie ushers We rat-packed them, and then they rushed us Goin back and forth, it seemed like forever Was unpredictable like L.A. weather The object was just a reputation (Or some) Or some kinda ovation That is, until money came into the picture Now it was on from dust to dawn And everything jumped to a whole new level Gettin kicks, comin up off licks The devil in disguise, but it was so easy Affordin all the shit that we seen on tv So whatever it takes, we gotta make them ends Even if it mean jackin friends So I went my way, and they went theirs Stayin out of each other's affairs Some life was lost, smoked out, and on fat And after all that I still got love for em (Homie that I went to school with) (Got mo' love for me here) I still got love for em (My nigga)