Coming Home
Living my dreams
Out on the road
Stacking this cheese
Chopping it up with the bros
Yea I'm a G and I live by the code
Mama say you a star
When you coming home
Living my dreams
Out on the road
Stacking this cheese
Chopping it up with the bros
Yea I'm a G and I live by the code
Mama say you a star
When you coming home
I gotta grind it ain't no stopping til I'm on top
Because a youngin like to ball sweaty gym socks
And I done came a long way I use to serve rocks
We had it booming like some thunder shook the whole block
I stand up like a grown man I'm on my own ten
Cause in this dirty world can't even trust yo own kin
You hear them shots ringing dog they on that shit again
They say a bloody blood bath what he soaked in
Them youngins wilding with them choppas man these streets crazy
He died young he was a baby he can't raise his babies
Blessed with a million dollar swag he got them niggas hating
He know his time coming to blow but he just being patient
I gotta focus like a soldier imma make it out
I know the game like the coach don't make me take you out
Feel like that nigga Dolph boy I'm on that paper route
And Imma rep my city til they put me in the ground
Living my dreams
Out on the road
Stacking this cheese
Chopping it up with the bros
Yea I'm a G and I live by the code
Mama say you a star
When you coming home
Living my dreams
Out on the road
Stacking this cheese
Chopping it up with the bros
Yea I'm a G and I live by the code
Mama say you a star
When you coming home
Out on the road
Stacking this cheese
Chopping it up with the bros
Yea I'm a G and I live by the code
Mama say you a star
When you coming home
Living my dreams
Out on the road
Stacking this cheese
Chopping it up with the bros
Yea I'm a G and I live by the code
Mama say you a star
When you coming home
I gotta grind it ain't no stopping til I'm on top
Because a youngin like to ball sweaty gym socks
And I done came a long way I use to serve rocks
We had it booming like some thunder shook the whole block
I stand up like a grown man I'm on my own ten
Cause in this dirty world can't even trust yo own kin
You hear them shots ringing dog they on that shit again
They say a bloody blood bath what he soaked in
Them youngins wilding with them choppas man these streets crazy
He died young he was a baby he can't raise his babies
Blessed with a million dollar swag he got them niggas hating
He know his time coming to blow but he just being patient
I gotta focus like a soldier imma make it out
I know the game like the coach don't make me take you out
Feel like that nigga Dolph boy I'm on that paper route
And Imma rep my city til they put me in the ground
Living my dreams
Out on the road
Stacking this cheese
Chopping it up with the bros
Yea I'm a G and I live by the code
Mama say you a star
When you coming home
Living my dreams
Out on the road
Stacking this cheese
Chopping it up with the bros
Yea I'm a G and I live by the code
Mama say you a star
When you coming home
Credits
Writer(s): Dennis Hughes
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