Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Home, artist - Little Brother.
Date of issue: 16.09.2019
Song language: English
Home |
I done been around the globe, with records I sold |
Came back home, pride got stole |
Poobie ain’t the one to ever break down and fall |
Sketched a new plan, made a few mo' |
Pulled out a scroll and jotted a few notes in it |
Don’t be concerned with niggas homie, go get it |
I show spit it for my UK peeps |
Brother you don’t want it when LB’s in the street |
Dude, we got heat, keep jams like jelly |
Swing like Teddy, come box with me |
Want what with me? |
Yeah I rides with P |
And 9th my codeine when we go to the mic |
We let beats and rhymes take us where we like |
Shit, I might fly off tonight |
I’m tellin you right, Stockholm might find you a wife |
Where you can land and catch your cool where the climate is nice |
I done been around the world, Japan to Amsterdam |
Californ-i-a and back again |
Up and down ninety-five like I’m traffickin |
Still, it’s no place like home |
You know how it is when you out, hear folks talkin bout |
Where they was when it happened, who is, who ain’t rappin |
People still packin, cups flow with 'gnac |
And still, it’s no place like home |
I done been around the globe and back again |
LB took a week, flew out to Japan |
Ate steak and Koubei, rode the bullet train |
I thought niggas was goin down comin back on the plane |
I toured the US in a broke RV |
Drivin down the coastline is a sight to see |
Still, it’s no place like life in NC |
Or, goin back to the seven-oh-three |
Every breath got a drum and a kick |
A moment to sit, think about all the places I been |
Then I’m, right back to the paper and pen |
You know, I gotta do it again |
Yeah, uh, home’s where the heart is and that’s real |
Cause you don’t appreciate home until you gone |
So when I’m all alone I just think about my people |
At the crib for a minute and it puts me in the zone |
And it’s all right where I need to be |
Cause I know I’m not around but there’s people I love there that needin me |
And I can see it in they eyes when I come back |
Seein my momma and she happy that her son back |
Pops too, let me say props to |
9th and Pooh for lettin me stop through |
It’s because of them I’m outa state doin wild shit |
Instead of back at the crib doin some foul shit |
They peep game, gave me some pointers |
Now I’m in different cities standin on different corners |
So if I’m gone you can hit me on the phone |
I’ll be gone for a minute but I’m soon to be home |
It’s no place like home |
That’s why I’m right here, I love bein here baby |
I done been around the world and I-I-I |
Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh |
9th Wonder, C Sams, broad, forty free |
Uh, yeah, HOJ |