Home Work Lyrics

My big homie on the yard and he never comin' back

All he wanted was another zip of black Started off a young life, gettin' high off

The compact On the open ground, we was eager to send a

Hundred rounds Before you feel the physical pain, you hear

The thunder sound Go ahead, get another line, gonna sell another

Dime

To the detectives, they gon' add a lot of crimes

Came through court, blow your trail like a Newport

Pull the plug, became a full life support

Auntie' in the crack house, nephew pass the torch

Too late, packin' a night train You hit your number, breakin' up the dice game

The phone breakin' up, collect calls, rapin' us

This ain't our first rodeo, nobody breakin' us

You go with Keely, Moja, you panda, and Dugu

We don't acknowledge the cowards we see through you

Never, ever, never, ever compromise myself

It's killers in my residence, it's killers in my residence

We die for the hood, we ain't die for no president

Obamacare don't cover mental health, but I

Never, ever, ever, ever compromise myself

It's a dirty game, everywhere I go, I got a dirty thing

Never, ever had a dirty name

Sometimes, even after you win, you was a loser

They don't respect nothin' but the shooter

Before I break out, find a very big kiksu to take out

Find you, a very big man for you to stake out

On the killin' floors, left blood on the ceilin' floors

You ain't never killed nobody, you never been in war

You was just a nobody, nigga, with no bodies

Had a lot of dough, but he workin' the feds, you got it

Heavy as the crown, sittin' on a nigga head

If you ain't strike back in the war, then you was playin' dead

I ain't hittin' nothin' for free, give me my prayers

Stay a few steps ahead of you niggas, I think I am

If the nigga word wasn't no good, then he was dead

I ain't even movin', I don't mind losin

I'm on my own side, my nigga, we ain't choosin

The book of good deeds, we was in that thing, you can't read

Outside, probably hangin' with death

The task force will come and run the nigga out of his breath

You left leakin

There's killers in my residence, there's killers in my residence

We died for the hood, we ain't died for no president

Obamacare don't cover mental health, but I'll

Never, never compromise, nigga

It's a dirty game, everywhere I go, I got a dirty thing

Never, ever had a dirty name

Sometimes, even after you win, you was a loser

They don't respect nothin' but the shooter