Can't Go Home - The Jacka, Freddie Gibbs

Can't Go Home - The Jacka, Freddie Gibbs

Альбом
Murder Weapon
Год
2020
Язык
`Inglês`
Длительность
255590

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Letra da música " Can't Go Home "

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Can't Go Home

The Jacka, Freddie Gibbs

My people lookin' at me, sayin', «Boy, you made it out»

But I wasn’t happy 'til we all had the same amount

Pops locked, crack the only thing can save us now

Mom’s hooked, but tough luck is what made my style

My fam is Spanish, lent a hand and they just took advantage

All the time, embrace Islam and every prayer was answered

Never asked Allah for material items

I just prayed for the days I ran into my rivals

In my hood, double drums on all of our rifles

You wasn’t birthed on the earth if you know more than I know

Though I’m the best, I’m still upset you worship or idol

The illest niggas that you heard, and we don’t even try to

Young and wild lifestyle really hard to survive through

No matter how hard you are, one day, a nigga gon' try you

You can take this how you want, I’m only here to remind you

Disrespect me all you want because I’m comin' to find you

Got my pistol out the window

So much cocaine on me, I can’t go home

What am I gonna do with the bread now?

It’s gettin' hard to hide it from you

'Cause it’s got so long

In my hood, clip extensions on all of our rifles

That pussy good, if she clockin' that paper, might wife her

I’m through the wood, dancin' on dope, moonwalkin' like Michael

Streaming drugs through your Spotify, Apple, or Tidal

I need that stretch G, tax free, spot bubblin' like acne

Whippin' extras out the batch just like I got the crack free

Paid the bitch to twerk it on the pole, I got the ass free

Pull a brick of hundred out in ones, these hoes harass me

Since I touched the game, this shit ain’t been the same

They tryna freeze me out but they can’t kill the Kane

Make a million every time I drop, so fuck the fame

I can put some youngins on your bumper for a piece of change

Cocaine in the bubble, we was silly, man

If I get the cheddar, say I did it for my niggas, man

Don’t you know that?

Nigga, don’t you know that?

Got my pistol out the window

So much cocaine on me, I can’t go home

What am I gonna do with the bread now?

It’s gettin' hard to hide it from you

'Cause it’s got so long

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