Travelling

The way mi mother raise me never call fi di gangsta life, gangsta
My mother tell me finish school work
Hard and find yourself a wife, alright
Tings never turn out so easy
The street life ain't too pleasing
Just the other day another youth die so easy, easy

I've been travelling for so long, so long
But there's only one place I can call home, call home
Feeling all alone on this long road, long road
But I know someday I'm a make it home, make it home
Gotta make it yea I'm gonna make it
Gotta make it yea I'm gonna make it
One day, one day I'm a make it home

I recognize so many faces
And lived in so many places
All these challenges I'm facing
Sometimes don't know where my place is
Blue chucks, Fat laces
California, West side
Brownsville khakis and shell tops
Blue flag only on the left side
Dirty Glock tucked in my waistline
Never caught a body, thank god
Lemme tell oonuh life so strange never thought id live this way

I've been travelling for so long, so long
But there's only one place I can call home, call home
Feeling all alone on this long road, long road
But I know someday I'm a make it home, make it home
Gotta make it yea I'm gonna make it
Gotta make it yea I'm gonna make it
One day, one day I'm a make it home

Just one stop away from reaching my goal
(Reaching my goals)
The way to success is not an easy road
(Easy road)
No matter how things get difficult
I will never sell my soul
(My yute memba mi seh dat)
Mi nah sell mi soul
(Nah sell out)

I've been travelling for so long, so long
But there's only one place I can call home, call home
Feeling all alone on this long road, long road
But I know someday I'm a make it home, make it home
Gotta make it yea I'm gonna make it
Gotta make it yea I'm gonna make it
One day, one day I'm a make it home



Credits
Writer(s): Inconnu Compositeur Auteur, Davy Dacy
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