Damone Tyrell - B.C.B II (Homeward Bound) lyrics

[Verse 1] Yo, just came back from the motherland I mean my mother's land It could be my ancestor's on the other hand Feeling to feeling, that's reminiscing to happiness Walking around the streets reciting my verbal pa**ages Soaking up the vibes, the feeling, the culture The stress [?] Had to clear my head move around a little space I was running from the pain, I not [?] to the chase Even rainy days never seen to k** my vibes But back when I'm in Georgia man I'm always stuck inside I never felt that home, truthfully I never tried Cause I always figured Buffalo would be the place I die I rep it hard I keep my hometown pride Bills sticker on my car See how my hometown rise I've never been a fan of football and even though we ain't never been to the Superbowl My city still eatin' enough to fit in a Superbowl Visions of a young ling Tryna make it for a zarry Carrying more players than a cell phone carrier Call my grandma just to tel her know I cherish her Missing all my siblings milestones nothing scarier Than knowing any word could be the last one that you speak So I love all of y'all from DeeDee to Uncle Keith I barely show it though, I get so wrapped up Man why my dad had to f** around and act up I'm not saying him and my mother would of married one other But I'd have a better bond with cousins, sisters and brothers I miss y'all more than ever, so focused on my indevers That it feels as though connections we cherish are fully severed [?] don't highly talk like we used to Used to be tight with Veny, me and him now got lose too Moved to the A Not a penny where he stay With this pen I will display that I'm closer to my faith Different semi pace Slow and steady wins the race But I'm hard headed, I got my mother brain and my dad's face I'm still a savior, young Jesus of Nazareth Might hit my aunt Bonny and ask for some apple crisp Should tell my grandfather, I'm sorry I have a car I'm sad that Joe and Poppy would never hear all my songs Rest in peace, uncle Deckey, aunt Joan, even granny I do this for the family, gonna turn up at the Grammys for the Lo [Outro] Yeah, we goin' do it for the Lo 716 to 716