Home Sweet Home

Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah It's like 6:23 a.m. Still at it (DTdaKidd) I'm always at it (Beat those drums) [Chorus] Home, sweet home I been on the road all month I been on the go 24/7 and I ain't took a load off once I ain't check the score, I already know I'm winnin', let me show y'all somethin' All you gotta do is say, "I'm in your city," it's a line of hoes out front [Verse] Now, I'm one of a kind, don't you get that misconstrued Niggas don't really dislike me, niggas just don't like hearin' the truth Although I got nothin' to prove, way too hot to be playin' it cool Although I'm a stand-up nigga, I still bend the rules Can't say I'm back on my shit 'cause I been on my shit Know how you fuck niggas love to forget It's more niggas out here that do what I do, but it's obvious nobody does it like Trip Nobody do it the way I do, don't try this at home Sixteen yеars in the game, I'm still in my zone Try to givе niggas the game, niggas don't listen at all Really need to fix your aim, you niggas is missin' the mark I been through so much shit that I would've been fall off, I didn't evolve Look at me now, I'm the man in the clutch, you wanna win, you should give me the ball Yeah, I been on the road all month I been on the go 24/7, I ain't took a load off once Present when the roll call come Granted, I don't owe y'all nothin' Maybe I'ma win, maybe I'ma lose, I'm prepared for both outcomes Money make the hoes all come I ain't never showed out for 'em First, they wouldn't date me, then I got some paper, now them bitches so outgoing Now them same bitches can't leave me alone Tell 'em thanks for nothing, got it on my own Ho, I'm on a mission, once I get the money, bring it all home [Chorus] Home, sweet home I been on the road all month I been on the go 24/7, I ain't took a load off once I ain't check the score, I already know I'm winnin', let me show y'all somethin' All you gotta do is say, "I'm in your city," it's a line of hoes out front Home, sweet home [Outro] I been on the road all month I been on the go 24/7, I ain't took a load off once Present when the roll call come Granted, I don't owe y'all nothin' Maybe I'ma win, maybe I'ma lose, I'm prepared for both outcomes (DTdaKidd, beat those drums) Long live Pif
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Credits
- Writers
- Don Trip