| Yeah, yeah yeah
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| Hey, man, let me tell you something, man
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| I ain’t gotta leave no motherfuckin' message
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| Yeah, yeah yeah
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| This Big Time motherfuckin' Watts man
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| When I call you answer the goddamn phone motherfucker
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| Yeah, yeah yeah
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| Freddie motherfuckin' Gibbs
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| Yeah, yeah yeah
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| I ain’t no groupie, I’m your motherfuckin' uncle
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| Yeah, yeah yeah
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| Now answer the goddamn phone next time I call you, boy
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| Yeah, yeah yeah
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| Or I’ma come down there and beat your ass
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| Since I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came
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| home
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| Nigga get a watch, and a couple chains, think he harder than you
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| Drop the jewelry, grow some dreads, think he smarter than you
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| Please yourself or please your homies, man, what’s harder to do?
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| Did some things in life I know I don’t want my daughter to do
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| Shit, got a list of things I don’t want my daughter to do
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| On the blade, tryna get paid, choppin' hard with the crew
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| Type of shit I did to make me feel a part of the crew
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| 'Til I cut my niggas off, now I’m apart from the crew
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| I’m playin' my own so I cannot play all positions for my niggas
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| They hate me, pocket watchin', they got me distant from my niggas
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| Shit’s so fake this days, I got’s to keep a pistol around my niggas
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| Got me on some Grayson Allen shit, I’m trippin' on my niggas
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| Lord, Chevy dookie blue, on them 22's
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| Cali pack will send them bitches through, let them bitches move
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| Everyday I toke a couple Qs, serve that after school
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| Momma take my money, yeah, that’s cool but she don’t approve
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| Birds take a bath, dip them in the pool
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| 'Bout to hit them bitches with the soda, watch them do the fool
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| Everyday I twerk a couple Qs, serve that after school
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| Momma take my money yeah, that’s cool but she don’t approve
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| Since I came home, right when I came home
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| Since I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came
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| home
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| Since I came home, right when I came home
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| Since I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came
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| home
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| I ain’t seen my nigga since I came home
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| Thought it’d be bottles and bitches right when I came home
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| Found out my problems was bigger right when I came home
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| Police 'cross the street takin' pictures right when I came home (snitch nigga)
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| I can’t keep a bitch 'cause I can’t feel the love
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| They always say there was somethin' there when there never was
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| I donate money to children, but I’m still sellin' drugs
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| Yeah, I get that yol' for the low-low but was I really plug?
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| Life was off my mental wasn’t plugged in
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| Every day I pray to Lord, Allah don’t snatch my plug out
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| Stay off the phone, ain’t no service up in this drug house
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| Smell too strong to hit Sunday service, I’m shippin' drugs out
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| I ain’t seen my nigga since I came home
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| Guess he somewhere gettin' that paper, he can’t pick up the phone
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| Wish him the best, leave him 'lone and let him stay in his zone
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| And once he fall the fuck off then fuck him, he on his own
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| Since I came home, right when I came home
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| Since I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came
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| home
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| Since I came home, right when I came home
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| Since I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came
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| home
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| I just almost lost it all, for my niggas
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| Just sat in the cell, ten thousand miles away from my child, for my niggas
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| It’s when I realized I gotta start livin' for my child, and not my niggas,
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| know what I’m sayin'?
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| I remember not havin' nothin' to read in the cell for a whole month you know
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| what I mean?
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| The fuckin' guards took me to the library and all the books was in German and
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| shit, you know what I’m sayin', nigga?
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| That almost broke me down you know
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| Erica flew all the way over there
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| Brought a nigga some books, know what I’m sayin'?
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| She held me down, know what I mean?
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| Through all the bullshit, all my bullshit she held me down
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| I love her for that
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| I’m back
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| And I ain’t goin' nowhere this time |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Homesick, artist - Freddie Gibbs. Album song You Only Live 2wice, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп