Текст песни
Comin' Home
Hook:
My homie sup I canceled all my plans
I'm coming home again
New old faces shaking hands
Maybe this time will be the last
So while I have that fucking chance
I'm coming home again
I'm coming home again
Verse 1:
I just came in hood homies predpared a dub
We blew it up like in good old days and went in pub
i met a few bendas saying me wussup
I said I ain't here for you I won't choping it up
Only Lord knows how many folks we lost
How many basters whose words got no cost
Others who caught by police or just were roast
But being just forgotten sometimes may be the worst
I'm flashing
My hair's getting grey I'm flashing
Haven't slept for days cause I'm flashing
Maybe memories of my past will help me to take a rest
Oh my dawg I'm flashing
Feels like I'm loosing my fire loosing my passion
I'm tired to wait tired to be patient
Hope home will show where I lost my inspiration
Oh my dawg I'm flashing
Hook:
My homie sup I canceled all my plans
I'm coming home again
New old faces shaking hands
Maybe this time will be the last
So while I have that fucking chance
I'm coming home again
I'm coming home again
Verse 2:
Here's the place first time I fell in love
Here's the place first time I ever smoked
I'm talking bout smoking cigarette and not
Then I found out how to mix the sex and coke
I did not many good things I did more bad
But I can walk proudly holding up my head
I'm still responsible for my every word and act
I'm living honorable life and having my respect
Wood, hookah, marshmallow, stories
Peacefull time spending with my cuddies
Loving football and not loving police
That's it young gang of local OGs
Maybe that's how I feel myself calm
When sun is shining or when it is storm
No matter what place I feel myself warm
Where you're expected there's no place like home
Hook:
My homie sup I canceled all my plans
I'm coming home again
New old faces shaking hands
Maybe this time will be the last
So while I have that fucking chance
I'm coming home again
I'm coming home again
