Knowmads - Homecoming lyrics
[Knowmads - Homecoming lyrics]
I ain't living in the past
Put the city on my back
Bet it all on my flo
Put a hundred on the dash
Bet it all on my soul and
My spirit in my raps
When they talking that yang I
Ain't hearing that trash
Sound like nothing that you heard
That's a fact learn a lot of hard lessons
When you living life fast
Put my bars to the test bet
You that I pass you
Fans round the world with
My lifestyle tattooed
Questions that they ask you
Never know the inner workings
How your best friend switch over
To a different person while you get sober
Lookin had my vision blurring
How you getting older still sounding
Like you isn't learning
I could be the one who pimps
Your girl and flip molly
I'd rather be the one who change
The world and live proudly
Watch me go get it
Turn the civic to a ‘rarri
Handled my business so I really ain't sorry
Don't make sense why you
Asking me for dollars
Fair-weather friends get offended when
They call me message at the beep while I'm
Headed to the peak man I'm living so good
Can't remember last week
Love me or you hate me
Either way you feel it deep
Either you enlightened or you
Frightened when I speak
Heightening the game for the
Type who entertain
With my head held high riding out to the beat
When you walk out on that lonely road
You're never too far to find
Your way back home don’t you know I hate to
Make you wait this long
My family hold it down until the day I’m gone
I ain’t got no hate for
Those who done me wrong
You gon have to face me
When it’s said and done
Know that we done made it
When they play this song
We gon keep it moving til we come back home
I be home free, now you know that it's Cheef
Roll deep, whole street
While I'm holding this peace
Two fingers thrown up
So all the homies can see
But hopefully know the police
Ain't noticing me
But got me changing on the daily and
They wonder why my mood sucks
Still I had Too Buck even without two bucks
Yeah from the class to the ave
How we grew up puffin on these two blunts
Way better than school lunch
You can keep ya fruit punch
You can keep ya crew cuts
I’ma keep a stash of the
Classics my crew cuts
I’ma do me, then maybe we could do lunch
Yeah you might’ve moved out but
You never moved up
We partied from park bench
To Park Place apartments
I take it to the basement
The place that it started
The breaks is amazing, that 808’s retarded
You hear it out the back from
The bass when I'm parking
We gon make it bang til it rang in the garden
I’m balling like Largent
I'm large and in charge in it
Sergeant-at-arms like the bars that
I carved in it
Heart on my sleeve, never leave
Never part from it
All for my family, ain’t nobody else
Like where the hell was y’all at
When I was running for help
I’m tryna tell these OG’s to put
That gun on the shelf
Stop hating on me and try loving yourself
When you walk out on that lonely road
You're never too far to find
Your way back home don’t you know I hate to
Make you wait this long
My family hold it down until the day I’m gone
I ain’t got no hate for
Those who done me wrong
You gon have to face me
When it’s said and done
Know that we done made it
When they play this song
We gon keep it moving til we come back home
Yeah we give em that raw
Til we living that large
Resurrect it like Pac, represent it like Nas
Put it all on the line
I thought I told I was going for mine
I ain't never planned to compromise
I be riding that beat til the
Day that the music dies
Yeah I don't care what
These critics wanna scrutinize
How these suit and ties try to
See it through my eyes
I don't need you to backseat or supervise
I don't need backstabbers to crucify me
Why I only speak highly of the crew behind me
Tryna break the family up like Rudy Giuliani
Won't do no 360 if you choose to sign me
My dudes is grimey but my mood is Gandhi
Got that dirty money time to
Put it through the laundry
Brought life to the game
Like you played Jumanji
Coming home like the rain you
Know where to find me
When you walk out on that lonely road
You're never too far to find
Your way back home don’t you know I hate to
Make you wait this long
My family hold it down until the day I’m gone
I ain’t got no hate for
Those who done me wrong
You gon have to face me
When it’s said and done
Know that we done made it
When they play this song
We gon keep it moving til we come back home
Put the city on my back
Bet it all on my flo
Put a hundred on the dash
Bet it all on my soul and
My spirit in my raps
When they talking that yang I
Ain't hearing that trash
Sound like nothing that you heard
That's a fact learn a lot of hard lessons
When you living life fast
Put my bars to the test bet
You that I pass you
Fans round the world with
My lifestyle tattooed
Questions that they ask you
Never know the inner workings
How your best friend switch over
To a different person while you get sober
Lookin had my vision blurring
How you getting older still sounding
Like you isn't learning
I could be the one who pimps
Your girl and flip molly
I'd rather be the one who change
The world and live proudly
Watch me go get it
Turn the civic to a ‘rarri
Handled my business so I really ain't sorry
Don't make sense why you
Asking me for dollars
Fair-weather friends get offended when
They call me message at the beep while I'm
Headed to the peak man I'm living so good
Can't remember last week
Love me or you hate me
Either way you feel it deep
Either you enlightened or you
Frightened when I speak
Heightening the game for the
Type who entertain
With my head held high riding out to the beat
When you walk out on that lonely road
You're never too far to find
Your way back home don’t you know I hate to
Make you wait this long
My family hold it down until the day I’m gone
I ain’t got no hate for
Those who done me wrong
You gon have to face me
When it’s said and done
Know that we done made it
When they play this song
We gon keep it moving til we come back home
I be home free, now you know that it's Cheef
Roll deep, whole street
While I'm holding this peace
Two fingers thrown up
So all the homies can see
But hopefully know the police
Ain't noticing me
But got me changing on the daily and
They wonder why my mood sucks
Still I had Too Buck even without two bucks
Yeah from the class to the ave
How we grew up puffin on these two blunts
Way better than school lunch
You can keep ya fruit punch
You can keep ya crew cuts
I’ma keep a stash of the
Classics my crew cuts
I’ma do me, then maybe we could do lunch
Yeah you might’ve moved out but
You never moved up
We partied from park bench
To Park Place apartments
I take it to the basement
The place that it started
The breaks is amazing, that 808’s retarded
You hear it out the back from
The bass when I'm parking
We gon make it bang til it rang in the garden
I’m balling like Largent
I'm large and in charge in it
Sergeant-at-arms like the bars that
I carved in it
Heart on my sleeve, never leave
Never part from it
All for my family, ain’t nobody else
Like where the hell was y’all at
When I was running for help
I’m tryna tell these OG’s to put
That gun on the shelf
Stop hating on me and try loving yourself
When you walk out on that lonely road
You're never too far to find
Your way back home don’t you know I hate to
Make you wait this long
My family hold it down until the day I’m gone
I ain’t got no hate for
Those who done me wrong
You gon have to face me
When it’s said and done
Know that we done made it
When they play this song
We gon keep it moving til we come back home
Yeah we give em that raw
Til we living that large
Resurrect it like Pac, represent it like Nas
Put it all on the line
I thought I told I was going for mine
I ain't never planned to compromise
I be riding that beat til the
Day that the music dies
Yeah I don't care what
These critics wanna scrutinize
How these suit and ties try to
See it through my eyes
I don't need you to backseat or supervise
I don't need backstabbers to crucify me
Why I only speak highly of the crew behind me
Tryna break the family up like Rudy Giuliani
Won't do no 360 if you choose to sign me
My dudes is grimey but my mood is Gandhi
Got that dirty money time to
Put it through the laundry
Brought life to the game
Like you played Jumanji
Coming home like the rain you
Know where to find me
When you walk out on that lonely road
You're never too far to find
Your way back home don’t you know I hate to
Make you wait this long
My family hold it down until the day I’m gone
I ain’t got no hate for
Those who done me wrong
You gon have to face me
When it’s said and done
Know that we done made it
When they play this song
We gon keep it moving til we come back home