Текст песни Homegrown (609) - Cole Ross
I
was
never
like
them
boys
up
in
my
crew
down
from
the
south
I
had
my
partner
from
the
A,
he
was
on
that
tip
like
Bring
Em
Out
Back
when
I
moved
out
to
VA,
I
was
tryna
raise
my
clout
But
it
don't
matter
where
I
stay,
you
know
Jersey
what
I'm
bout,
what
I'm
bout
And
I'm
bout
that,
if
you
don't
know
then
my
pardon,
I'm
from
the
state
with
the
garden
I
rock
it
plus
you
cannot
guard
him,
you
might
mistake
me
for
Harden
Cole,
but
I
don't
be
in
Martin,
Rossi,
that
spitter
from
NJ
I
just
wan
chill
with
mis
primos,
chicos,
del
equipo,
soy
el
presidente
Real
rap,
this
the
template,
kingpenning
like
the
rent's
late
Outta
Jersey
like
I'm
JR,
off
the
Henny
on
a
Wednesday
I
wanna
ball
like
Penn
State,
I
told
my
boss
that
I
been
great
Two
tapes
had
them
feeling
bullish,
then
I
3 peat
like
MJ
I
been
screaming
round
the
World
straight
Earn
digits,
never
burn
bridges,
what
Trenton
makes,
see
the
world
takes
This
the
heat
that
make
the
world
break,
they
aint
gon
miss
what
we
do
And
no
weed,
but
this
Home
seed
gon
stick
to
the
roots,
cuz
I'm
Homegrown,
I
was
bred
with
a
different
mind
That's
long
gone,
but
believe
me,
I
be
getting
mine
I
get
extra
live
when
I'm
in
the
7-5
But
listen
I'm
still
just
young
Rossi
from
that
609
From
that
609,
from
that
609
Listen
I'm
still
just
young
Rossi
from
that
609
From
that
609,
from
that
609
Listen
I'm
still
just
young
Rossi
from
that
609
From
that
609
yeah,
ma,
your
son
gon
shine
yeah
No
I
ain't
no
Delta,
women
on
my
line
yeah
They
just
wanna
come
and
kick
it,
show
them
girls
a
time
yeah
I
don't
gotta
pay
no
tickets,
they
all
think
I'm
fine
yeah
Hold
wait,
back
to
point,
tryna
my
take
my
whole
state
back
to
joint
Rather
back
to
the
jawn,
back
when
we'd
rap
with
backpacks
on,
smacked,
crash
on
the
lawn
Now
we
finna
blow
like
the
blast
of
a
bomb,
hand
me
any
test
and
I'll
pass
with
aplomb
Know
that
Cole
gon
best
ya,
drive
like
went
and
bought
a
Tesla,
foot
on
the
gas
and
I'm
gone
(Uh,
Skrrt)
Rims
spinning,
raised
in
the
Well,
but
I
been
Trenton
Boys
got
busted
in
7th
grade,
where
you
think
a
nigga
learned
bout
this
kingpenning
And
we
been
winning,
from
New
York
to
philly,
it's
awesome
really
No
matter
where
we
are,
we
these
kill
these,
imitators,
lord
forgive
me,
got
my
forces
with
me,
oh
God
(Jersey)
I
put
it
on
like
I
ball,
we
don't
nothing
like
y'all
I
made
my
way
in
Va,
but
I
don't
got
me
no
drawl
Cuz
I'm
a
Mercer
kid,
Trenton
bred
since
I
nursed
a
bib
Made
me
headstrong,
so
your
best
song
ain't
better
than
the
worst
I
did,
and
I
mean
that
Homegrown,
I
was
bred
with
a
different
mind
That's
long
gone,
but
believe
me,
I
be
getting
mine
I
get
extra
live
when
I'm
in
the
7-5
But
listen
I'm
still
just
young
Rossi
from
that
609
From
that
609,
from
that
609
Listen
I'm
still
just
young
Rossi
from
that
609
From
that
609,
from
that
609
Listen
I'm
still
just
young
Rossi
from
that
609

1 Kingpen
2 Escobars
3 Homegrown (609)
4 Possession
5 DT Interlude
6 Don't Trip
7 Don't Trip, Too
8 TwoHeartsCloser
9 Blow
10 Life of My Highs
11 OD
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