Verse 1

I met this girl and she played the flute
She doesn't play no more, now she pays recruits
Missus doesn't play The Roots now, she plays with suits
This is skiing holidays and bathing suits
Not on the slope nope, in the spa you prick
What happened to hip-hop where every bar was sick
But what's happened to us, drifted so far apart
Used to chill in her house and now she owns a part

Verse 2

Shared ownership with loans and shit and grown up stuff
Used to listen to Biggie tough and moan at Puff
All in the videos and all on the tracks
'Come to Death Row' yo member when Suge Knight said that
Remember when I was ill and you made me better
Still remember that yeah kept all of your letters
And every Facebook text it is still on my mobile
But you upwardly mobile and you changing your profile

Verse 3

Member when I'd spit Clef and you'd spit Lauryn
And both born here but both felt foreign
Both said we were African and the Africans laughed
And this driftwood from the raft it made us a mask
But this was our shared past but it has passed on by bye
I thought you were different thought you were ride or die
Why did you buy that house and you take that job
Only needed the music and our faith in God

Hook

I miss you Miss I missed ya
I miss you sister, missed ya
I miss you Miss I missed ya
I miss you sister, missed ya

Verse 4

Member you on top of me and when we kiss
Said you never want monotony of this
9 to 5 with the other survivors ain't living free
And now you save with the misers, misery
Loves company cars, ain't trumpeting Tsars
I never fuck with these frumperty bars
There's something in Nas, his profession and professor is large
And all my stars they could've been ares

Verse 5

Maybe I'm too young at heart, climbed the rungs and you smart
But when we hung fun in the park, both be doing our thing
N we sung in the dark, but neither could sing
To these portable speakers that either would bring
And now you've out grown that and maybe I've not
Feel like the McCann's man, my baby got got
And they double yer, double yer, double yer wage dot your wage now
The trouble with loving ya, governor got you caged now

Verse 6

I can't plan ahead, can't plan when you dead
So if you die tomorrow dya like the life that you led?
When the curtains are drawn if you were working till dawn
Were you a queen or a pawn, not to do with where you were born
Or what clothes we adorn, or were we close to the norm
Cos we were closer than close, like a ghost in a host
Or a gun in a holster, know commitment I falter
All or nothing I alternate, I had set in an alter date

Hook

I miss you Miss I missed ya
I miss you sister, missed ya
I miss you Miss I missed ya
I miss you sister, missed ya




Verse 7

Is my life in tatters feeling used
Cos my heart's feeling battered and it's bruised
You never beat a man, always kept it friendly
If I'm Peter Pan, then I guess you Wendy
Got a Wendy House, a spouse and a family car
Open mics and we both used to jam in a bar
Hoping like that they'll still be some jam in the jar
Hip hop head but you still were a fan of Lemar

Verse 8

Simple times but I loved it
These were private rhymes now they public
Didn't have no dimes at times or a pound to spare
When you share these things yeah you bound to care
And when I found you there with the City folks
Dya even laugh the same, I had witty jokes
Dya even play the flute like you used to?
When you wear their suit does it suit you?

Verse 9

What does this glass ceiling do to ya? Living in chains
Was the last feeling new to ya, or was it the same?
Does it neuter ya, every day breaking your balls
Can't get through to ya, never you taking my calls
You got a life now, I never stalk ya
But be a lie if I said that I ain't thought to
I wanna talk to your man, I think I ought to
Cos this kid of his I think it is my daughter

Hook

I miss you Miss I missed ya
I miss you sister, missed ya
I miss you Miss I missed ya
I miss you sister, missed ya