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Man... I still can't believe you gone my nigga
I used to hustle in the rain like the Mobb Figgas
Rest in peace to the Jacka, I miss my nigga
I just sit and reminisce 'bout past times
See the pain, look into my bloodshot eyes
We used to smoke and sip until the sunrise
Still trippin' like damn, my nigga really died
You never know when it's your time
I'm just looking at the sky asking God why
Selling dope is cool, but rap is on my mind
It's hard to do 'em both and get my bread at the same time
Marty Mo Crime, that's my favorite Jack line
You was the illest nigga in the Bay, no lie
I'm still trippin' on how time flies
Can't let life pass me by like the Pharcyde
I remember when we first met in '99
Y'all was working on the Mobb album at the time
Years passed, we cliqued back up in '05
When I had the studio at 9029
I ain't gon' lie, them was the days
Before the lean craze, we was smoking cat piss and purple haze
Rocking throwbacks and Coke white tees
The first song we did was Mob For Life, then Dope Fiend Beat
Never thought that I'd be saying rest in peace
I know you up there with Mac Dre and King Freak, my nigga
I used to hustle in the rain like the Mobb Figgas
Rest in peace to the Jacka, I miss my nigga
I just sit and reminisce 'bout past times
See the pain, look into my bloodshot eyes
We used to smoke and sip until the sunrise
Still trippin' like damn, my nigga really died
You never know when it's your time
I'm just looking at the sky asking God why
'07, '08, We started hanging out tough
I used to hit the P every day and swoop you up
You showed me how to take the glue, line out the blunt
We got kicked out the Berkeley Spa smoking too much
The coolest nigga that I knew, man, and that was the truth
Illest nigga in the booth, no one was fucking with you
Used to hit me on the phone like, "What I gotta do?"
On my life, Ak, it'll never be another you
God, why you had to take my brother away?
Ramadan all month, we used to fast and pray
Taught me all about Islam, showed me the way
Pulled me up on real game, showed me how to get paid
Remember Haywood at the mini? So much fun
We did Gold Box too, we put our whole money up
Everywhere we went, the Mobb, you was throwing it up
It'll never be the same without you, we lost a real one
I used to hustle in the rain like the Mobb Figgas
Rest in peace to the Jacka, I miss my nigga
I just sit and reminisce 'bout past times
See the pain, look into my bloodshot eyes
We used to smoke and sip until the sunrise
Still trippin' like damn, my nigga really died
You never know when it's your time
I'm just looking at the sky asking God why
This song is dedicated to the Jacka
AKA Dominic Miller, AKA Shahid Akbar
You'll live on forever through your music
You will never be forgotten
We gon' keep it lit for you, Ak
We miss you, your family miss you
Man... it took me a while even to think about doing this song, man
Inshallah