Travis Scott (Travi$ Scott) - Miss My Dawgs lyrics

Hook: Meek Mill & Strap Da Fool] I miss my dawgs I miss my dawgs And they k**ed my little n***a Man I wish that I was there when that sh** popped off And who would’ve thought, I’d ever get that call So I’m out here riding with my n***as, and we sliding, letting sh** pop off [Hook: Meek Mill & Strap Da Fool] I miss my dawgs I miss my dawgs And they k**ed my little n***a Man I wish that I was there when that sh** popped off And who would’ve thought, I’d ever get that call So I’m out here riding with my n***as, and we sliding, letting sh** pop off [Verse 1: Meek Mill] They k**ed Chinx Drug in his own city They k**ed Lil Snupe in his own city Wonder why I don't be in my own city I don't know if n***as gone clap for me or going to k** me Still living lavish and they still wonder why I act savage All these guns are automatics Still gonna murder these n***as that want to have it Before they have me miss my son’s football practice f** y’all n***as that k**ed Lil Snupe And when we run into y’all n***as we gone k** y’all too I still pray every young n***a feel that coupe Cause young n***as feel like me, I feel like you Fifty shades of grey, want to do me like Freddie I pray to god, load my chopper, tell them n***as I’m ready I’m riding round with my squad, it's Pmon and Omelly I got Dean in the cut, my n***a Coon so heavy We got to make it back home tonight So f** the law, we brought the chrome tonight Cause the cops won’t save you, you alone tonight So tell a young n***a am I wrong or right [Hook: Meek Mill] I miss my dawgs I miss my dawgs And they k**ed my little n***a Man I wish that I was there when that sh** popped off And who would’ve thought, I’d ever get that call So I’m out here riding with my n***as, and we sliding, letting sh** pop off [Hook: Meek Mill] I miss my dawgs I miss my dawgs And they k**ed my little n***a Man I wish that I was there when that sh** popped off And who would’ve thought, I’d ever get that call So I’m out here riding with my n***as, and we sliding, letting sh** pop off [Verse 2: Meek Mill] Sometimes I miss my dad, I wish he could see me now Rolls Royce, he wouldn’t believe me now The way I took my mom out the hood, got Tweety round From the jects to the burbs, I wish you could meet me now But you died before he was even round But I set him straight though, look who he be around And he sticks with the kids where they really play soccer When he could’ve been a n***a on the corner with a chopper You the one that taught me how to hold my hands before they got you So I’mma fight hard for the fam until they pop us, till they rock us You ain’t even get to meet my son Papi He’s three now, and he be asking where his grandpop is You see now, they talk us down, see my fam shopping Now see the brand new Benz and the brand new houses Know you see these brand new friends, acting brand new, smiling And I just got brand new bills, that’s brand new problems And my old homie told on me, like damn you wyling And that sh** you talk from jail don’t scare nobody Cause you told, you dead now And you know, n***a walk with your head down RIP [Outro: Travi$ Scott] Fly high, so high, fly high, so high Fly high, so high, so long, goodbye Fly high, so high, so long, goodbye So high, so high, so long, goodbye