I Don't Know Why Songtext
von Wicked

This song′s dedicated
To my primo
This is for you loco
Ahí te voy
One of the realest homies on the street
I'll see you soon, until then
I′m rolling the streets, packing my heat until I D-I-E

I'm kicking back getting faded with a strap devastated
It was all gang related, but that's the way we played it
Contemplated to survive, inside you felt the pride
No lie, when you left to rest part of me died
The only homie down for mine, weed smoking all the time
On the grind with the nine for the ratas dropping dimes
At the age of 16 you started rolling with me

Live on the scene, gangster living in the 213


Maybe the G in me made you believe your life was a dream
But now I see how we were both deceived, cause ain′t shit for free
How could it be so tragically your days would come to an end?
I ask the question again, is this just part of God′s plan?
There's no answer to my question, just a lesson remains
The devil′s stressing me, suggesting I should gang bang
I pray the Lord will help me out, anyway that he can
And pour more of his blessings, to guide my writing hand

I don't know why the devil′s lies got me stressing homie
I don't know why you had to die, I hope your spirit is free
I never seen a truer G down to bang on the streets
Now that you′re gone I carry on and pray you're resting in peace
I don't know why the devil′s lies got me stressing homie
I don′t know why you had to die, I hope your spirit is free
I never seen a truer G down to bang on the streets
Now that you're gone I carry on and pray you′re resting in peace

Since I'm drowning slowly, respectfully I must speak
It′s been a while since I've seen a loco down for the creep
You′ll always be, the truest homie to me
A brown cider Mexicano bautizando the streets
Although deprived we realized how to survive and keep living
I wonder why we were so blind to all the signs we were given
I can't deny I see no healing, for the pain that I'm feeling
Still I′mma ride until I die and pray my soul is forgiven
I′ll be that way until the day we meet at the gates


While trials and tribulations test my patience and faith
I'm known for calculations and chasing them snakes
They′re known for lame desperation and locos know them as fakes
I won't forget when you explained it′s time for me to complete
My mission cause we're missing gangster shit for the streets

It′s clear that with this rhyme I dedicate to a G
My primo's feeling me cause that's the way it should be

I don′t know why the devil′s lies got me stressing homie
I don't know why you had to die, I hope your spirit is free
I never seen a truer G down to bang on the streets
Now that you′re gone I carry on and pray you're resting in peace
I don′t know why the devil's lies got me stressing homie
I don′t know why you had to die, I hope your spirit is free
I never seen a truer G down to bang on the streets
Now that you're gone I carry on and pray you're resting in peace

So then the part where we collaborated made it complete
I′m guessing being gang related is all you wanted to be
To explain the ways that life has shown me reality
I′ll let your soul just carry on with thoughts I wrote on a beat

Way back when we were deep, now it's me and my heat
Screaming fuck the police, cause there′s no resting in peace
I stand alone on my feet, I'm known for banging homie
Now Wix is flowing, when you′re rolling no one does it like me

I must move on and find a way to make it
I held on too long, without no way to shake it
Don't mistake this as a diss
But your primo Wix must fulfill your last wish
And I will accomplish
Walking through them dark roads that been laid

Showing you I′m a fool who's paving the way
Primo for you I spit this rap and homies lost in L.A
One of the realest got your back, see you on judgement day

I don't know why the devil′s lies got me stressing homie
I don′t know why you had to die, I hope your spirit is free
I never seen a truer G down to bang on the streets
Now that you're gone I carry on and pray you′re resting in peace
I don't know why the devil′s lies got me stressing homie
I don't know why you had to die, I hope your spirit is free
I never seen a truer G down to bang on the streets
Now that you′re gone I carry on and pray you're resting in peace