Текст песни Home - Shane Moyer

Back then, In my early days I used to pack up my bags
And try to fly away
Fast forward thousand miles away Life is so good but it led me astray
Home, home
Home is the place i'd rather be Alone, with my people
The world is a big, big, place full of evil
I don't know
How much longer i'll have
Here, with you
Ima live my life how I want With who I love
Give no fucks
Give bread to my cuz
12 years in prison from running the streets
He gave me the Jordans right off his feet
Straight out the pound got me gold on the rings
Family means everybody gon' eat
My sister once saved me from tripping on
Drugs Words can't define all her beauty and love
My Brother once punched just straight in the face
Taught me what pussy was got me real dazed My mother I love her
Sometimes she get crazy Because I
Would just bug her and come home real faded
My Father, the man of the hour,
Who made it all happen,I owe you a thousand
Home, Home
Home is the place I'd rather be Alone, with my people
The world is a big, big, place full of evil
Home, Home,
Home is the place i'd rather be Alone, with my people
The world is a big, big, place full of evil
When I don't know where to go Home is always calling me
So I go pick up my phone
I'm on my way
I'm on my way
Home, Home
Home is the place i'd rather be
Alone, with my people
The world is a big, big, place full of evil
Home, Home,
Home is the place i'd rather be
Alone, with my people
The world is a big, big, place full of evil
Home
Oh home
Home
Home