Freddie Gibbs - Homesick lyrics

Let me tell you something man
I ain't gotta leave no motherfucking message
This Big Time motherfucking Watts man
When I call you answer the
God damn phone motherfucker
Freddie motherfucking Gibbs
I ain't no groupie I'm
Your motherfucking uncle
Now answer the God damn phone next
Time I call you boy
Or I'm a come down there and beat your ass
(Since I came home
Police across the street taking pictures
Right when I came home)

Nigga get a watch
And a couple chains think he harder than you
Drop the jewelry, grow some dreads
Think he smarter than you
Please yourself or please your homies
Man what's harder to do?


Did some things in life I know I
Don't want my daughter to do
Shit, got a list of things don't
Want my daughter to do
On the blade, tryna get paid
Choppin hard with the crew
Type of shit I did to make me
Feel a part of the crew
Til I cut my niggas off now
I'm apart from the crew
I'm playing my own so I cannot
Play ya'll positions for my niggas
They hate me pocket watching they got
Me distant from my niggas
Shit's so fake this days I got's to
Keep a pistol around my niggas
Got me on some Grayson Allen shit
I'm tripping on my niggas, lord
Chevy dookie blue on them 22's
Cali pack will send them bitches through
Let them bitches move
Everyday I toke a couple Qs
Serve that after school
Momma take my money yeah that's
Cool but she don't approve
Birds take a bath, dip them in the pool
'Bout to hit them bitches with the soda
Watch them do the fool
Everyday I toke a couple Qs
Serve that after school
Momma take my money yeah that's
Cool but she don't approve

Since I came home, right when I came home
Since I came home
Police across the street taking pictures
Right when I came home
Since I came home, right when I came home
Since I came home
Police across the street taking pictures
Right when I came home

I ain't seen my nigga since I came home
Thought it'd be bottles and bitches
Right when I came home
Found out my problems was bigger
Right when I came home
Police across the street taking pictures
Right when I came home
I can't keep a bitch 'cause
I can't feel the love
They always say there was something
There when there never was
I donate money to children but
I'm still selling drugs
Yeah I get that yol' for the
Low-low but was I really plug?
Life was off my mental wasn't plugged in
Every day I pray the Lord the
Lotto scratch my plug out
Stay off the phone ain't no service
Up in this drug house
Smell too strong to hit Sunday
Service I'm shipping drugs out
I ain't seen my nigga since I came home
Guess he somewhere getting that paper he
Can't pick up the phone wish him the best
Leave him alone and let him stay in his zone
And once he fall the fuck off then
Fuck him he on his own

Since I came home, right when I came home
Since I came home
Police across the street taking pictures
Right when I came home
Since I came home, right when I came home
Since I came home
Police across the street taking pictures
Right when I came home

I just almost lost it all, for my niggas
Just sat in the cell, ten thousand
Miles away from my child, for my niggas
It's when I realized I gotta
Start living for my child, and not my niggas
I remember not having nothing to
Read in the cell
For a whole month you know what I mean?
The fucking guards took me to the library and
All the books was in German and shit
You know what I'm saying nigga?
That almost broke me down you know
Erica flew all the way over there
Brought a nigga some books
Know what I'm saying?
She held me down, know what I mean?
Through all the bullshit
All my bullshit she held me down
I love her for that i'm back
And I ain't going nowhere this time