Uno Hype - Miss Home Lyrics

Lyrics Miss Home - Uno Hype



Not a giving fuck
We bout to die soon
Another dimension that imma fly through
We won′t miss home this time
We gon make it home this time
Not a giving fuck
We bout to die soon
Another dimension that imma fly through
We gon make it home this time x 2
Inner peace
Enemy I️ don't know myself
Talking to my demons
I might need some help need some help
When I was feeling lost
They didn′t page me
I don't give a fuck it's all gravy
Fraud niggas stilled tried to play me
Feelings from the fall is what made me
Now I want your spot
Keys to the lock
Keep your bitch
I want the drop top
Never had shit we some have nots
Steal your plate my stomach had knots
Think you niggas cold
But he frozе
Niggas love the lies that you told
Nеver gave a fuck cause he bold
Remember nigga what you worked for
They tried to tell me what I′m worth tho
Bitch we all dust when the earth goes
Sun gon shatter
Aye man it′s all just matter
To them black souls don't matter
Dollar bill your master
And since everybody trapper
Makes me wonder where the pastors
What′s the answers
Not giving a fuck
We bout to die soon
Another dimension that imma fly through
We won't miss home this time
We gon make it home this time
Not a giving fuck
We bout to die soon
Another dimension that imma fly through
We gon make it home this time x 2
He still lost cause he don′t know what's next for him
Running circles through his mind
He wonders what his best for him
Told them niggas run they pockets
He want them dead presidents
Want some gucci Louie Prada
Slave mentality prevalent
Bitch he off the shits
Said he need some diapers and formula
Back to his old ways
My nigga whippin up that formula
Pack the whip
Trip to Florida
State to state like he touring uh
Pray they never catch him
No singing he a orchestra
What make you niggas think that he ain′t
Break the code
What make you niggas think he ain't grab the clip and blow
His pops told him that this game ain't nothing nice
People do anything for some stripes
My nigga only 22
He was facing 25 to life
Don′t let yo name go in vain homie
Learn to grow through the pain homie
Don′t fall a victim to this game homie
My lil nigga keep that mf thang on him
Not a giving fuck
We bout to die soon
Another dimension that imma fly through
We won't miss home this time
We gon make it home this time
Not a giving fuck
We bout to die soon
Another dimension that imma fly through
We gon make it home this time x 2



Writer(s): Germany Hawley, Kojo A., Oliver Malcolm


Uno Hype - Sol Glo
Album Sol Glo
date of release
12-03-2021




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