Lyrics Coming Home - David Correy, Phil Ade

Coming Home

I got a bag full of polos
And a head full of doubt
I’m headin' out
To a city that I don’t know
But where the dames know my name
And my niggas on game
All the same I’m a be alone though
Phone home every chance I get
But every city I go I find a group of hoes
And when you phone I don’t answer shit
Damn.
My apologies
I’m chasin' that dollar with a pile of G’s
Gotta blend in, but still stand out
Nothin' like the man that my momma sees
Fake smiles, weak daps
I don’t fuck with ya’ll and ya’ll weak raps
Black N Mild, I smoke three packs
We don’t sleep no more, we take speed naps
Staying in my lane but I speed past
Let the drinks pour and the weed pass
Thinkin' how the hell did I get here
With security and girls trying to sneak past
Sold out shows, the road I chose
Wearin' shit once then we throwin' out clothes
On fours I pose when we goin' out doors
Roll our dro when I’m pourin' out Rose
I should’ve been graduatin'
With a girl that mom should be glad I’m datin'
Instead I’m here with a stripper in my lap
Told me hit when I’m back from the path I’m takin'
Til I’m comin'
Cause I’m coming home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
They told me be in it but not of it
Go and get it do not covet
I know I got what got a lot of the few
So a lot of you can shove it
Leavin' Dallas, sittin' in Coach
All crunched up, Cinammon Toast
Chasin' my dreams, facin' my fears
It’s been two years, now we gettin' in close
But some of the people that got me here
Gossip and talk like it’s not me here
«Phil changed he ain’t puttin' us on»
Well here you go, you got put in a song
Nigga, I ain’t Dame Dash
And I ain’t even got the same cash
Let me hold my own
So I can come home
And give somebody else the same chance
Royal Fam til I die
I don’t talk that shit I be it
Rep Maryland, but I leave a lot cause I want the world to see it
I be in Chitown with my fam hustle
LA with my cous' Jonas
In New York every other week cause these record labels be up on us
Send me a bonus
My opponents, ain’t up on us
They up in smoke
When the beat crack, I make love to it
And that’s why they say I’m fuckin' dope
Ain’t nothin' to joke
We don’t cry, we smoke something to cope
Let me go where I need to go
Promise when I’m back I ain’t leavin' home
I’ve seen a palace in London
I’ve seen a castle in Wales
But I’d rather wake up beside you
And breathe out a familiar smell
I never thought you could leave me
I figured I was the one
But I understand your sadness
So I guess I should just hold my tongue
But I’m coming home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
I’m coming home
I know that we’re takin' chances
You told me life was a risk
I just have one last question
Will it be my heart
Or will it be his?
I could wipe your tears away
But couldn’t wipe your fears away
All this hearsay, and talk shit
I wish I could take your ears away
But it appears I’m too late
The wisdom two wayed
I found it, now we’ve risen two ways
Grown apart, I own a part in this
But you be acting like you Joan of Arc and shit
I ain’t even trying to war
I’d rather ignore
Naw I ain’t tryin' to talk, sit
We’ve been doing that way too long
I was wrong, you were wrong, and we could if we all admit
I be thinkin' it’d be good if we still could chill
But that would only be good if we could still feel
I got a heart like coal and a throw like Nolan
So hoes are the ones that appeal to Phil
I’m lost in the world
I hope I don’t lose myself
I hope God forgives me
And that he can still use my help
I hope you don’t forget me
So that I could live in your heart forever
And if you patient with me
We could finish what we started together
I’m coming