Make It Home

Shit ain't been the same since they put my brother in the earth
Swear to God it really hurt, man why they put him all in the dirt
Now his face is all on my shirt, plus his name in every song
Member put him up in that hearse, now a nigga feelings gone

I'm clutching, tuckin' chromes, Pe$o gotta make it home
Niggas ain't gon do me wrong, Kool-aid in my double cup
I'm turning up and doing songs, I ain't leaning off the liq
Know yo lil bitch she a freak, I got her cleaning off the dick

Last bitch she broke my heart, so now I'm focused getting rich
1300 that's the clique, ain't gon never ever switch
I sense danger, Ima blick, I'll flash out wit da .40 like a nigga takin' pics
As a youngin' ate the kix, on Cabarrus eating kix
Pablo, pedro hittin' licks, niggas always in the mix
1's and 3's all in the pics, lil Dee my heart I love my sis
Lito six, he got the stick, don't even trip, he flip the whip
But fuck the drill, I want a mill

Shit ain't been the same since they put my brother in the earth
Swear to God it really hurt, man why they put him all in the dirt
Now his face is all on my shirt, plus his name in every song
Member put him up in that hearse, now a nigga feelings gone

I'm clutching, tuckin' chromes, Pe$o gotta make it home
Niggas ain't gon do me wrong, Kool-aid in my double cup
I'm turning up and doing songs, I ain't leaning off the liq
Know yo lil bitch she a freak, I got her cleaning off the dick

I ain't into poppin' pills, plus I'm allergic to a lack
I get to itchin' at the ribs
Shout out Racks, he on attack, he wild and savage that's a fact
Mayhem slide through wit a mac, won't let 'em crash, ain't neva dat
Brodie locked I want him back, cuz he got caught up wit the strap
I pray to God, he answer back, know me and Blo always attached
I got his son and that's a fact, and when I make it, give him racks
Cuz we came up from the bottom, ain't have nada, used to pull up in impala's

Niggas hate us, cuz they not us, but don't really want the problems
Know some shottas, and some robbas, they'll come through wit the violence
Glizzy silenced, and'll light the whole block up like Osama
Smokin' Bama, that's them runtz, I ain't pressed about no junts
Cuz they gon eat me like some lunch, in the mornin' call it brunch
I bend her over then I hunch, I nut and roll the biggest blunt
I box the pussy captain crunch
One day Ima run it up, cuz them niggas used to doubt
On they face gon see the pout, and they gon ask a nigga how

Shit ain't been the same since they put my brother in the earth
Swear to God it really hurt, man why they put him all in the dirt
Now his face is all on my shirt, plus his name in every song
Member put him up in that hearse, now a nigga feelings gone

I'm clutching, tuckin' chromes, Pe$o gotta make it home
Niggas ain't gon do me wrong, Kool-aid in my double cup
I'm turning up and doing songs, ain't leaning off the liq
Know yo lil bitch she a freak, I got her cleaning off the dick