Coming Home (feat. S33)
Cam & Garrard
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Hip-Hop! My religion Put God first before the verse, and will do this til the hearse We’re the best and the worst And no need to rehearse Let’s get it in Born, land of the free Actually I’m down the street, clear view I see, opportunity Really wasn’t meant for me, life is but a dream is what they telling me Nightmares Reason why I’m here, it works my fears Had to learn at a young age wasn’t good with the basketball, drugs or the gun (Gun) Gif or gab, so I grab the pen, digging deep within Yeah you know, self-cleanse Never cared about the limelight I sit alone and write, twist one and take flight (Flight) A long days, a long nights, practicing getting my flow tight Knocking out the beat like Tyson with them cold rights Stand firm on my words, extravagant immaculate giving the gift, deserve The accolades Bathe in the rhythm, hip hop’s my religion Heavens my motivation Still give the rap world hell, blessings (Blessings) Can you count my blessings? (Blessings) No you cannot, not on top, cause I’m still making messes Obsessive, talk about my ex so much I’ve must’ve talked about her street she lived on I addressed it (Addressed it) Get it? I been having to repeat my message So many times like refreshing the feed for social me-dia Livestream the murder that I just committed What a way to come home, so unforgiven A blatant contradiction of what I did (Did) No it isn’t cause I’m talking ‘bout these beats I murder On the surface, ain’t nervous, you know cause my glove won’t fit (Fit) I’m at Perkins, drinking OJ with my waffle and butter (Butter) From the gutter (Gutter) Our religion is to write our feelings If you don’t believe, then get out my studio seeing My dreams, pop up in my vision, the rear view mirror Let me take it back more clearer (Uhuh clearer) The light going through my grandma’s window Hear the crescendo of a car engine, then a pistol and my Nintendo I was just playing the demo But my life is like the campaign, of a Call of Duty game echoing I gotta get going my constant regrets and fears, popping up when I look, in the mirror I’m sitting as I stare at my friend in the eyes Telling em, if you support me, when I die, will you be the one sobbing and crying? I’m coming home to my family tree Coming home to my family I’m coming home to my family tree Coming home to my family Coming home to my family tree Pick apart my reason to go off and now I see Clearly Everything that is destined to be Don’t play around with me if you want the “S33” “S-33” No that’s not my name it’s See Yeah yeah, yeah-yeah See, I don’t play around with nobody I just keep flowing This is freestyle on the mic this is how it’s going How you doing baby, how you doing baby? I’m coming home for the long, for the doing baby What we doing baby This how I’m doing baby And I ain’t play around, play around, play around baby-baby I’m coming home to my family tree Coming home to my family I’m coming home to my family tree Coming home to my family Coming home to my family tree Pick apart my reason to go off and now I see Clearly I’m coming home to my family tree Coming home to my family
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Written by: Cameron Edwards, Gary Chambers, S33 M3
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