Letra Come Home - EST Gee
(Ayy, who that?)
(John Gotitt)
Hmm, I feel like the streets needed me
Wait for a nigga, I be up in myself
Needed a nigga like me
Needed a bad guy, they need a nigga they can point the finger at
(FOREVEROLLING)
Mmm-mmm, don't give a fuck though
Yeah, yeah, yeah, and fuck a nigga, still
I thought everythin' I lost, I'm 'posed to get it back (I'm 'posed to get that shit back)
I lost my mind, I don't know how, 'cause my head still attached (My head still on my—)
No way you love me with the same heart that you love a rat (Rats)
And never checked a nigga talkin' 'bout me 'hind my back (Behind my back)
Know I'm a villain in my city, not 'cause how I rap (Not 'cause how I rap)
Because I'll pay a hundred racks to get a nigga whacked (Because I'll pay a hundred bands to get him dressed)
Dude had a diss, he thought for sure it'd put him on the map (Lil' pussy on the map)
Slowed up his progress when them chopper bullets hit his back (Brr, brr)
It's me and Khasi in the circle, whip it up from scratch
He love me like he love himself, so play with him, you stretched
Off Indian Trail, we movin' bails, from Preston to Breck
I wasn't the first to make it out, but I did it the best (You know I did this shit the best)
Even though I killed to let you eat first, just leave me the rest (You know I keep what I killed)
Before I let a nigga stretch me, I'll die in a wreck (I'll die behind that)
I'd rather get it off my chest, 'fore I die with regret (Before I die, nigga)
Nigga a rat and hope a necklace'll help us forget (Rat)
Boy, you a shrimp, asked the streets, said you wouldn't be missed
I told him, "Link up and let's hit", but he did me a bitch (Brr, brr)
No way they real as me (No way they real)
When it was tight, I still had bricks of ice for ten a piece (I still had bricks of ice for ten)
I got a million for the judge, before they sentence Ric (Got a million for the judge, before he send my—)
Do somethin' to you, I'm sendin' niggas on a killin' spree (It's gon' be a killin' at mine)
Although you gone, you know I miss you, like you missin' me (Like you missin' me)
'Til you come home, just know I miss you, like you missin' me (Come home, you know I miss you, like you missin' me)
Although you gone, just know I miss you, like you missin' me (Like you missin' me)
'Til you come home, just know I miss you, like you missin' me
Who say it's up with me? I'm out here, I don't see nobody (I don't see nobody)
No further questions 'bout my section, you can read about us
Mama'll say I was ungrateful, I ain't wanna wear Chucks
She gone, I miss her 'less I'm high, then I don't feel her love (Feel her love)
I paint the streets for me and Ric', they try put us up
I told myself five times before, "Two more should be enough"
I wanna live forever too, so I'ma shoot my gun (I'ma shoot my gun)
'Cause second place the first to lose, I don't do runner-up (Runner-up)
Like when you need me, name a time that I ain't come in clutch (Like I ain't comin' clutch every time)
You dropped the ball but we was dogs, so I'ma pick it up (I ain't—)
I'm asking Austin why he crossed us, I ain't do him nothin' (Hmm)
I did so much, still don't feel nothin' like I ain't didn't nothin'
No way they real as me (No way they real)
When it was tight, I still had bricks of ice for ten a piece (I still had bricks of ice for ten)
I got a million for the judge, before they sentence Ric (Got a million for the judge, before he send my—)
Do somethin' to you, I'm sendin' niggas on a killin' spree (It's gon' be a killin' at mine)
Although you gone, you know I miss you, like you missin' me (Like you missin' me)
'Til you come home, just know I miss you, like you missin' me (Come home, you know I miss you, like you missin' me)
Although you gone, just know I miss you, like you missin' me (Like you missin' me)
'Til you come home, just know I miss you, like you missin' me (Like you missin' me)
(John Gotitt)
Hmm, I feel like the streets needed me
Wait for a nigga, I be up in myself
Needed a nigga like me
Needed a bad guy, they need a nigga they can point the finger at
(FOREVEROLLING)
Mmm-mmm, don't give a fuck though
Yeah, yeah, yeah, and fuck a nigga, still
I thought everythin' I lost, I'm 'posed to get it back (I'm 'posed to get that shit back)
I lost my mind, I don't know how, 'cause my head still attached (My head still on my—)
No way you love me with the same heart that you love a rat (Rats)
And never checked a nigga talkin' 'bout me 'hind my back (Behind my back)
Know I'm a villain in my city, not 'cause how I rap (Not 'cause how I rap)
Because I'll pay a hundred racks to get a nigga whacked (Because I'll pay a hundred bands to get him dressed)
Dude had a diss, he thought for sure it'd put him on the map (Lil' pussy on the map)
Slowed up his progress when them chopper bullets hit his back (Brr, brr)
It's me and Khasi in the circle, whip it up from scratch
He love me like he love himself, so play with him, you stretched
Off Indian Trail, we movin' bails, from Preston to Breck
I wasn't the first to make it out, but I did it the best (You know I did this shit the best)
Even though I killed to let you eat first, just leave me the rest (You know I keep what I killed)
Before I let a nigga stretch me, I'll die in a wreck (I'll die behind that)
I'd rather get it off my chest, 'fore I die with regret (Before I die, nigga)
Nigga a rat and hope a necklace'll help us forget (Rat)
Boy, you a shrimp, asked the streets, said you wouldn't be missed
I told him, "Link up and let's hit", but he did me a bitch (Brr, brr)
No way they real as me (No way they real)
When it was tight, I still had bricks of ice for ten a piece (I still had bricks of ice for ten)
I got a million for the judge, before they sentence Ric (Got a million for the judge, before he send my—)
Do somethin' to you, I'm sendin' niggas on a killin' spree (It's gon' be a killin' at mine)
Although you gone, you know I miss you, like you missin' me (Like you missin' me)
'Til you come home, just know I miss you, like you missin' me (Come home, you know I miss you, like you missin' me)
Although you gone, just know I miss you, like you missin' me (Like you missin' me)
'Til you come home, just know I miss you, like you missin' me
Who say it's up with me? I'm out here, I don't see nobody (I don't see nobody)
No further questions 'bout my section, you can read about us
Mama'll say I was ungrateful, I ain't wanna wear Chucks
She gone, I miss her 'less I'm high, then I don't feel her love (Feel her love)
I paint the streets for me and Ric', they try put us up
I told myself five times before, "Two more should be enough"
I wanna live forever too, so I'ma shoot my gun (I'ma shoot my gun)
'Cause second place the first to lose, I don't do runner-up (Runner-up)
Like when you need me, name a time that I ain't come in clutch (Like I ain't comin' clutch every time)
You dropped the ball but we was dogs, so I'ma pick it up (I ain't—)
I'm asking Austin why he crossed us, I ain't do him nothin' (Hmm)
I did so much, still don't feel nothin' like I ain't didn't nothin'
No way they real as me (No way they real)
When it was tight, I still had bricks of ice for ten a piece (I still had bricks of ice for ten)
I got a million for the judge, before they sentence Ric (Got a million for the judge, before he send my—)
Do somethin' to you, I'm sendin' niggas on a killin' spree (It's gon' be a killin' at mine)
Although you gone, you know I miss you, like you missin' me (Like you missin' me)
'Til you come home, just know I miss you, like you missin' me (Come home, you know I miss you, like you missin' me)
Although you gone, just know I miss you, like you missin' me (Like you missin' me)
'Til you come home, just know I miss you, like you missin' me (Like you missin' me)
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