Ed O.G. And Da Bulldogs

Ed O.G. And Da Bulldogs - Love Comes And Goes lyrics

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I saw ya  the day before your death before you took your last breath
 How many of my real niggaz are still left?
 A lot got killed  and filled a wooden box
 and went out like ?docks?
 I can picture when you went down  just like a ?becks?
 Here one day  and gone the next
 We all make mistakes  and these are the breaks
 but I'm  sick and tired  of goin to wakes
 and seein an end, to my friend
 So we kicked it to the L to get some brew and gin
 Nobody said nothin everyone was pissed
 as we got drunk and reminisced
 At your funeral, your head we kissed
 Didn't go to the burial, but you'll be missed
 That's if you didn't know, from your true friends and not your foes
 Cause love comes and goes

 "Love, comes and goes" (4X)

 Now my man, he never had no problems
 but he got killed, when niggaz tried to rob him
 Because they knew when they did it, they couldn't get away with it
 So they killed him, took the dough and split it
 Thinkin about the money, and not his four kids
 A couple got caught, and now they're doin bids
 Loot is worth more than a life, cause niggaz livin trife
 My man had four kids, and a wife
 Now the kids don't have a father and the wife don't have a husband
 because when, you did what you did
 the future of his kids may fall down...
 ... cause he ain't around
 I went to his funeral, thinkin maybe soon it will be me
 cause Boston got a lot of jealousy
 A lot of people just can't take it when another brother makes it
 When he makes it, that's when they wanna take it
 But there's one thing I know...
 ... love comes and goes

 "Love, comes and goes" (4X)

 The most I remember of you, is in the pictures
 You were my pops and I won't forget ya
 I wish you coulda been there, to see me grow up
 Come up like throw up, and blow up, as an entertainer
 I think you woulda been proud
 to see me at a show, and move the crowd
 Your best friend, shot you over five dollars, that ain't right
 The money mattered, and not the life
 I wonder what you woulda told me, to get a girl and lay her
 cause my moms told me you were a player
 They tell me I'm your spittin image, from the line of scrimmage
 but you was wild unlike my mother I'm timid
 God works in different ways and it shows
 And everybody knows love comes and goes

 "Love, comes and goes" (repeat to fade
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