Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song I'm Home, artist - Obie Trice. Album song The Hangover, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 06.08.2015
Record label: Black Market Entertainment
Song language: English
I'm Home |
I know the world wanna see me humble |
They want to see me broken down |
No matter how they try, they try |
I’m staying up way high, way high |
Way up in the sky |
Cause that’s my home |
They say he wouldn’t make it |
But that ain’t old make-up |
Came from servin' fiends flavors |
Until I got |
Belly all full, nigga ate up |
Not just the cheddar I pulled but the haters |
Wanna see the raw flesh in the grave, it’s dangerous |
And I ain’t Singapore, I’m a singer bitch |
Singular, nina on the hip |
Sittin' in the hood home, dreamin' while I flip |
I could be anything, include being rich |
Take 'em out the ghetto, move 'em to the sticks |
Put 'em in the, let 'em know |
O represented to the fullest |
Even if it’s foolish or even if jewellery |
boy came up from the sewage, bitch |
I know the world wanna see me humble |
They want to see me broken down, but |
No matter how they try, they try |
I’m staying up way high, way high |
Way up in the sky |
Cause that’s my home |
Cold nights |
Trice on the corner, rollin' white |
Police wanna put me |
In a holding cell after reading rights |
They don’t know what I received in life |
My reason for me to push inebriatin' vice to fiends, it’s like |
By any means make it easier right? |
When we come from dangling from trees at night |
Yeah, now it’s Ibiza |
Stamps on the visa because I’m an emcee |
Something a beat does to Obie |
I’m from the street, you should know me |
The boy raised by the OG’s, sippin' old E |
Now he sold out shows overseas so effortlessly |
Eleanor we did it so elegantly |
Know you’re smiling from heaven on me |
I know the world wanna see me humble |
They want to see me broken down, but |
No matter how they try, they try |
I’m staying up way high, way high |
Way up in the sky |
Cause that’s my home |
I’m home but I was starving |
I sold yayo now |
I used to sling narcotics |
Narks used to see me as a target |
Now I’m in Bucharest, Budapest |
We the arch of the triumph |
Obie Trice not retirin', right now I’m hirin' |
Long as your mind’s inspirin' |
I know the world wanna see me humble |
They want to see me broken down, but |
No matter how they try, they try |
I’m staying up way high, way high |
Way up in the sky |
Cause that’s my home |
I know the world wanna see me humble |
They want to see me broken down, but |
No matter how they try, they try |
I’m staying up way high, way high |
Way up in the sky |
Cause that’s my home |
I’m up in the air baby. |
You niggas just do whatever you wanna do or say |
whatever you say about a nigga like me. |
I’m up in the sky. |
Yeah |