Saigon - Reason, Season, Lifetime lyrics

[Intro – Saigon] Thank you To everybody Who love somebody (damn…) Who miss somebody (talk to ‘em…) [Verse 1 – Saigon] I remember like it was yesterday, Jay Before this Saigon buzz, before they was calling me S to the A You would say I was the best to this day I be like, “Better then Nas.” You say, “Nah, n***a, better then Jay” And I be like, “You bugging, cousin.” Plus, you knew that I wasn't That was your way of encouraging the kid to keep shoving No matter whatever the crime, you would do for the grime Would go as far as slinging dimes for some studio time (damn…) I still feel you here, even though that I know you not Told you I would blow, but I really wanted to show you. I… I ain't stay local, rock shows around the globe Shot down a lot of folks who thought they was hot with they vocals I know I visit your grave not as much as I should But it's funny ‘cause it's as much as I could—it's harder than you think Pray to God that you up in that b**h, slaying Send my love to Miss Mary Elizabeth, sing [Chorus – Jovan Dais] People come in and out of life everyday So hang around for a while, for so many stay For a reason, season, or a lifetime Said, “It's hard to let go but we got to” ‘Cause baby they done what they got to They either here for a reason, a season, or a lifetime [Verse 2 – Saigon] If you got somebody you love that's deceased Whether it's your brother, your niece Your mother, your father, your uncle, the preach A close friend who was stuck in the streets Someone you tried to pull out, but it seems the peaches kept ducking your reach I'm hoping your heart's touched with this beat Stevie Wonder sees black babies playing, not lugging the heat There's a couple people I love to 6 feet My grandmamma, my other brother was k**ed on them New Jerz streets My friend Ali got struck with the train It was hard to bury the Godbody, hardly nothing remained If I seem him again, will I hear that laughter that left? Or is he still how he died with his head detached from his chest? Damn… I can't call it, fam. Rest in peace to “Stuttering Stan” We stuck together like peanut bu*ter and jam That was my motherf**ing man He would always give me the upper hand Now he laying under the land [Chorus x2 – Jovan Dais] People come in and out of life everyday So hang around for a while, for so many stay For a reason, season, or a lifetime Said, “It's hard to let go but we got to” ‘Cause baby they done what they got to They either here for a reason, a season, or a lifetime [Outro – Saigon] Yeah man, it's real. Mike White. Jeru. Lester Grey. Rest in peace. Mary Elizabeth [?]. My grandma. Everybody. [?]. It's real. One hand in the air. Life is very real, man. Enjoy every day of your life, man. We born to die in this muhf**a. Word…