Driveway Lyrics

Home sweet home

It's the little things

That we take for granted

Some people never make it home

To see they family

Standing on the block all day

Causing hell in the hallways

Even at your nine to five getting paid

I hope you make it to the driveway

Fresh off the highway

Pull up in the driveway

It's broad day

Kids outside I tell them hi and wave

Hit the side clutch and recline way back

Heat on my lap in case somebody try to jack

Just need some time to unwind and relax

Because sometimes she don't know how to act

Sometimes it be me

Long days where I don't care about shit

But trying not to carry that bad energy into the crib

It's like my sanctuary

A lot of memories and history

Like when I sold the hundred pack and fifty piece

Or when I had to live out of this whip because I missed my lease

So when you see me chilling in my shit just know that I'm at peace

Brainstorming trying to formulate my next move

Turn up my music

It's probably J.Cole Nip Pac Pimp C or Boosie

Before I hop out I got to pray

Thank God I made it to the driveway

It's the little things

That we take for granted

Some people never make it home

To see they family

Standing on the block all day

Causing hell in the hallways

Even at your nine to five getting paid

I hope you make it to the driveway

Kendrick Johnson ain't make it home

He's dead and gone

Dockta Doc ain't make it home

He's dead and gone

Sandra Bland ain't make it home

She's dead and gone

Jeremy Swift ain't make it home

He's dead and gone

George Floyd ain't make it home

He's dead and gone

Bango ain't make it home

He's dead and gone

Tamir Rice ain't make it home

He's dead and gone

Big Ryan ain't make it home

He's dead and gone

Trayvon ain't make it home

He's dead and gone

Khaos ain't make it home

He's dead and gone

Breonna Taylor ain't make it home

She's dead and gone

Lil Noop ain't make it home

He's dead and gone

Dreasjon ain't make it home

He's dead and gone

Lonnie Banks ain't make it home

He's dead and gone

Daunte Wright ain't make it home

He's dead and gone

Tone Goody ain't make it home

He's dead and gone

Andre Hill ain't make it home

He's dead and gone

Dijon ain't make it home

He's dead and gone

Philando ain't make it home

He's dead and gone

And the list goes on and on and on

It's the little things

That we take for granted

Some people never make it home

To see they family

Standing on the block all day

Causing hell in the hallways

Even at your nine to five getting paid

I hope you make it to the driveway