Albee Al - Home Sick paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Home Sick - Albee Al



Remy on deck, you know
Say im home sick
State bus on my way down, another jail another group of clowns
Look out the window all I see is trees, where the fuck I'm at
Got me doin a whole 5 for a fuckin strap
Meanwhile I got a charge pendant, and they tryna give me a life sentence
I pray to God and ask for forgiveness, bases loaded its the 9th inning
Like yeah, lets get the homie home
Free the real and bury the fake, better yet, leave em' alive so I can see the hate
So I can see their face, when the real stunt
Tryna come through in the rari, the trunk in the front
I got a vision that I plan to reach, but first I gotta shake the streets for my brother Meech
NBA jammin in my hot spot, know I shoot fast like I'm tryna beat the shot clock
Yeah I'm the shit, I'm with the flyest, you gon die if you try me
She said she gon ride I said surprise me, thats why I always keep a side piece
Main bitch left me and I thought she was the one, and we both know I could have any bitch I want
Ill be gone a while so she wanna have fun, well thats what I think, but also think that she a jump
She blame it on me, say I'm sneaky something real
Said im cheating on her, how I'm cheating I'm in jail
Guess Albee found a way to send his dick through the mail, fore' you fuck up what we built at least you could keep it real
I deserve your honesty, you aint gotta lie to me, even said sorry so I guess its fuck apologies
So instead of blacking, I just laugh it off, guess she aint love me like I thought after all
Why I lost trial, H murder one, guilty for the body but he beat the murder gun
Thats why we call em' pigs bruh, cus they play dirty
These phils got killed, heard niggas did em' dirty
You know them slugs hot, whenever them slugs pop, you aint gotta catch a case for you to get a mug shot
I swear I'm home sick, man this shit starting to stress me, and I really miss when bad bitches used to text me
Yeah I miss my niggas miss my family especially. tell a bitch she aint live life until she met me, foreal
I heard a bitch say isha, he a pussy he'll make you slip up
Thats why I never go and see a bitch unless I'm gripped up, I don't give a fuck what I heard about her dick suck
Baby mother rave, I aint gonna lie I kinda miss her, but she bipolar love a nigga than she switch up
Got some bad news, my nigga snot just got hit up, brothers came home aint get a chance to send them flicks up
Rather catch the case then be the case like send them picks up
They don't stay chilling, bloods and crips they got us mixed up
Niggas starting trouble, well I promise you they'll skip us, 40 pick em' up, leave em' stuck like he dipped up, foreal
My heart cold, my shit freezing, these loyal mother fuckers they the reason
I even seen, people cross me when I was sleeping. wake up and wipe my eyes like damn a nigga tweaking
You know, heavy breathing, expect the unexpected, cus it always be the ones that you aint expecting
Popping all these pills and this liquor got me sweating. ice grilling everybody, hand gripping on that Wesson
Learned to stop caring, and I'm getting good at it. loving the wrong people is starting to be a habit
Plus I lost my twins so the pain you can't imagine, I just hope god hearing everything I'm asking
My mother say Albee what you gonna do different, tellin her I'm smarter so this time I'm gon listen
My ex say, hoe you always acting like the victim, then I say oh man you sure know how to pick em'
Swear I'm home sick, say I aint missing much, we used to love each other damn what happened to us
Ricky lost trial, damn they gave my boy a L, people say they loyal since when I can't tell (no, I can't tell)
Praying my prayers get answered, riding through the city with a dancer
Ass so fat, she can't even pull her pants up. all she love do is suck dick and get hammered
Know a lot of haters wanna see me in them handcuffs, cus I'm out here doin me and ill be up
Seen the toughest nigga turn to state and give his man up, turned into a rat soon as they got jammed up
Both hands together, lord forgive me for my sins, pray you don't get mad when I be throwing up brim
GPS can't even find a nigga like him, my baby mother Britney thats my bitch till the end
We got something special see we lovers and we friends, I just hate when she let shit under her skin
Insecure is how I make her feel, I don't know why ma I swear you had it sealed
Facing too much time to have a girl, thats why they told me. I'm like nigga thats my bitch, tell her old head to blow me
Being arrogant but I knew that he was right, how Ima have a girl when a nigga facing life
My heart told my mind she could really be my wife, but reality she probably fucking every night
Im swear I'm home sick, lotta shit I really miss. i just hope I'm missed, by the people that I miss
Yeah they say they do, but got a funny way of showing it. my gut saying fuck em', so my gut is what I'm going with
Swear I'm home sick, far away from home, feeling like I'm fighting this battle on my own
Call baby girl aint got no minutes on her phone, shit aint even beep but I can hear it in her tone
I been gone for too long, said I been gone for too long
Think I been gone for too long, yeah I been gone for too long
I said I'm home sick




Albee Al - Everyday June 30th
Album Everyday June 30th
date de sortie
27-11-2015




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