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Make It Home!
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Make It Home! was released on June 22, 2020 by Creators Rowe as a part of the album Make It Home! - Single
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Release DateJune 22, 2020
LabelCreators Rowe
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM84

Credits

Lyrics

Im doin what I can just to make it home,
Homie asked me what's the plan told'em make it home.
Hope I dont face no kind of static creepin through my zone,(on the Grind)
Was young put onto the set just to make it home. (whole time)
A vest strapped on my chest while I'm skating chrome, (whole time)
Cop stopped me put his strap to my fuckin dome, (what's the crime)
I hope you understand the purpose of this fuckin song,
A deadly game of dodgeball just
To make it home.
How many time you the leave house without a second thought,
That you might end yo day,
Layin in some fuckin chalk.
I leave the house strapped,
I dont give a second thought,
Cause I cant leave my Lauren London clutchin what I bought
Cryin cause it smells like me,
Cryin cause a shell likely,
Hit me in my chest and I died,
Went to Hell likely.
Came back a baby cryin,
Dyin in my future,
My kids all in shock cause they swore they daddy super.
Id rather leave my fuckin enemies in a stupor,
Shottem like a hooper,
Givem three thats what he use to.
Comin up With killers,.crackheads and boosters,
Pimps and occasional snitches that get sutures.
Life as a black male hell we make it worse,
When lil **** tryna live the lyrics in this verse.
When lil **** need a dad,
Feelin like they cursed,
Feelin robbed bein black because he just dont know his worth. church.
Im doin what I can just to make it home,
Homie asked me what's the plan told'em make it home.
Hope I dont face no kind of static creepin through my zone,(on the Grind)
Was young put onto the set just to make it home. (whole time)
A vest strapped on my chest while I'm skating chrome, (whole time)
Cop stopped me put his strap to my fuckin dome, (what's the crime)
I hope you understand the purpose of this fuckin song,
A deadly game of dodgeball just
To make it home.
Im from the middle of the West,
The-the The West,
Young **** gotta ride round with somethin on they chest.
O.H to the Chi we ride its goin left,
All that inner city vibe,
Box chevys with a tech. Yes.
What come next is really up to you,(thats up to you)
Just have yo head on a swivel when you comin through.
And know the stats the bitches you be talkin to,
Cause everybody know somebody with a gun or two.
Who down bad and need somethin for the month is due,
**** starved and here you are with a bun or two.
Put them guns to yo chest and shake yo chain loose,
And if you gotta bust just make sure that you aim too.
Cause we got kids outside like they live outside,
I seen Strays turned the page on a kid thats only 5.
If you can hear the pain I hope you see it in my eyes,
Fuck traffic I'm just tryna make the drive... Stay alive.
Im doin what I can just to make it home,
Homie asked me what's the plan told'em make it home.
Hope I dont face no kind of static creepin through my zone,(on the Grind)
Was young put onto the set just to make it home. (whole time)
A vest strapped on my chest while I'm skating chrome, (whole time)
Cop stopped me put his strap to my fuckin dome, (what's the crime)
I hope you understand the purpose of this fuckin song,
A deadly game of dodgeball just
To make it home.
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