Lyrics:
Yeah
My Lord
Yeah
We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes
We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn
We go through
Yeah
My Lord
Yeah
We sell, crack to our own out the back of our homes
We smell the musk at the dusk in the crack of the dawn
We go through
This where I hit my first lick
Where I cop my brick
Where i fuck my first bitch
Where I got my first kiss yea
Ain't no place like home
Ain't no
go Back to the city that I've never known
The west side, that's right by my granny's home
Be there to knock on her front door (Oh yeah)
I'm so in love
we don't wanna face it alone,
If the skies above you were starless,
Would you follow me back home?
Hold on,
Hold on,
Hold on to our broken parts,
know now
They told me go hard or go home now
I told them I ain't going
No I ain't going
At any minute it can go down
This lifestyle is all I know now
the dinosaurs were home
Oh, Home oh home home oh home oh home
When I said Hey, I only want to be with you
And days, they fly by when I'm with you
And babe, I
and by Lord, by and by
There's a better home awaiting
In the sky Lord, in the sky.
Well, I went back home, home was lonely
For my mother she was gone
need you back home
Big bro, big bro, big bro, big bro
Back home
Big bro, we need you, come home
Back home
Big bro, big bro, shit's fucked, come home
the circle be unbroken?
by and by Lord, by and by,
there's a better home a-waitin'
in the sky Lord, in the sky.
i went back home, my home was lonesome,
missed
a wish, close your eyes, and believe
I'll be home, home, home, home, home by Christmas Eve
And I know it's all on you, keep it together like you're glue
if you rep your home
And hands up if you rep your home
Hands up if you rep your home
And hands up if you rep your home
[Verse 1: Barney Artist]
I’m
uh
I put in work by my lonely
.40 on me, you know that's my homie
Oh
There ain't no place like home
I wanna go back home
I hate the world we
I'm back I'm missing home
I'm back I'm missing home
Yeah you right on the phone
I don't really need the cheque, I can pardon my tone
I'm back I'm
I was walking in New York City and I brushed up against the man in front of
me. I felt a cardboard placard on his back. And when we passed
the products of those homes serene and stately
Which only lately
Seem to have run to seed!
The Stately Homes of England,
How beautiful they stand,
the products of those homes serene and stately
Which only lately
Seem to have run to seed!
The Stately Homes of England,
How beautiful they stand,
the products of those homes serene and stately
Which only lately
Seem to have run to seed!
The Stately Homes of England,
How beautiful they stand,
Where yo home at? huh
Where is home
I'm on my way home
Where yo home at? huh
Where is home
I been on my own too long, too
Gone
Tell me, where yo home
going back to the old home
Back to the place I love so well
Where the sweet waters flow
And the wildflowers grow
Back to the old home on the hill
I
going back to the old home
Back to the place I love so well
Where the sweet waters flow
And the wildflowers grow
Back to the old home on the hill
I
I’m just tryna make it back home
Damn Another one of them songs
I’m just tryna make it back home
Please leave us alone
God given
God fearing
They
you come back home.
When you come home,
Your friends are dropping by,
When you come home,
The moon is gonna shine.
When you come home,
I tell
the big numbers fade one by one
One by one
One by one
Going back to normality
Home again, across the sea
And though the traveller is me
I'm frozen here
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