Home Soon

Yeah, love
Love, love, love
Love, hmm

You tell me it's a cold world you ain't never lie
This for my n- worldwide, yes i'm back home
And pay attention to my shit and keep your head high
And listen up cause this ain't just another rap song

My n- 17 never had his palms out
He grabbed some work from out the shoebox in his bedroom
I really hate to keep this shit inside my mom house
Before she sleep I know she think I'ma be dead soon
Consumed by the perfume of the street life, engulfed by the weed smoke in the O.E
I often think it ain't gon' never be no peace right
Cause if it ain't another n- it's the police
He hit the door and put the dope inside his backpack
And walk across the boulevard to where his aunt stay
His mama stressing he been helping with the bills now
But he been slipping, serving n-s in the broad day
He heard some sirens from behind him and his heart stopped
Five cops on the block, yelling "n- freeze!"
He stood still as the trees with his jaw dropped
"Ay put your hands on your head and get on your knees"
Please, he ran, fast as he can and the shots rang
He fell face down on his concrete tomb
Apologetic cause instead of saying love you
His last words to his mother "I'll be home soon"

Damn
I'll be home soon

You tell me it's a cold world you ain't never lie
This for my n- worldwide, yes i'm back home
And pay attention to my shit and keep your head high
And listen up cause this ain't just another rap song

Just another rap song, rap song
Nah this ain't just another rap song

She had a problem with them bitches with the long hair
And even though she keep her makeup and her weave tight
Somehow she couldn't help but think I don't belong here
They try to holler while she walk beneath the streetlights
She tired of dealing with them n-s cause it's all games
That's when he said "Hey can I take you out to eat right, and get to know you?"
She said "Yeah that's what they all claim"
Before you know it she was smiling, he had G right
After a little hesitation, let her guard down
She finally let him get the number and he called quick, they clicked
Ay, fast forward to the bedroom
He going up her shirt and kissing on her soft lips
She let him hit and while he dips into the bathroom
She thinking damn that shit was good but it was so soon
And something told her go and check the n- cellphone
A text to his girl saying "I'll be home soon"

I'll be home soon
Damn
I'll be home soon

You tell me it's a cold world you ain't never lie
This for my n- worldwide, yes i'm back home
And pay attention to my shit and keep your head high
And listen up cause this ain't just another rap song
Just another rap song, rap song
Nah this ain't just another rap song



Credits
Writer(s): Grover Washington, J. Cole
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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