Songtexte Home - Marc Haize

Oh my God, I gotta go
She's got my soul

Just gotta make it home to my lady
Just gotta make it home to my lady
Oh my God, I gotta go
She's got my soul
Just gotta make it home to my lady

And the devil keep on testing me, oh my
But the Lord just keep on blessing me, alright
I'll tell her "no", I got control
Waiting at home is my lady
With the burgundy Mercedes
You know I'm tryna hit it daily
She say "treat me like a lady"
I'm like "baby, why you playing?"

I'll give you the world if I could and you already know that
We go back like a throwback, I ain't going nowhere like four flats
She done aged like red wine but sweeter than a cognac
Every time I fall right before I hit the ground, lift me up like a Prozac

So it feels like destiny
Won't let the devil get the best of me
But you always want to question me
Can't you see I'm tryna build a legacy with you

I got no patience, girl, let's leave the conversations
That just lead to confrontations, baby, save me the frustrations, I'm
Coming home (just gotta make it home to my lady)
Coming home (just gotta make it home to my lady)

Oh my God, I gotta go
She's got my soul
Just gotta make it home to my lady
Oh, woah, woah, woah
Just gotta make it home to my lady
Oh my God, I gotta go
She's got my soul
Just gotta make it home to my lady

And the devil keep on testing me, oh my
But I feel like this the best time of my life
I take it slow, can't love these hoes
Can't wait to get home to my lady

Let no one get between
But these LA girls, the finest that I ever seen
No, I actually seen the girl from out the magazines
Moved out of third ward, this a ghetto dream
I'm just saying

Came a long way but a long way to go
I ain't came for a hoe but I came for the dough
It's a cold world, hope you came with a coat
Move ya heartbeat 'cause my brain is awoke
Just wanna see my name in ya quotes
These girls wanna a name and a house
In the hills in a room full of hoes
Ye never told the way out

She hit my phone like "what you doing? Where you been?"
"Why you never hit me up and why you never checking in?"
Girl you know I got no patience, can we leave the conversations
That just lead to confrontations, baby, save me the frustrations, I'm
Coming home (just gotta make it home to my lady)
Coming home (just gotta make it home to my lady)

Oh my God, I gotta go
She's got my soul
Just gotta make it home to my lady
Oh, woah, woah, woah
Just gotta make it home to my lady
Oh my God, I gotta go
She's got my soul
Just gotta make it home to my lady
Coming home (home)
Coming home (home)
Coming home (home)
Coming home (gotta get home to my lady)