Natsu Fuji - Make It Home lyrics

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Natsu Fuji - Make It Home lyrics

[Intro: Sample] Cause Nastu Fuji love them Asians And Marley Brooker love n***as I love n***as I love n***as Cuz n***as are me [Hook: Marley Brooker] I been out here all day on the roam Eyes wide I gotta make it home Even if I gotta squeeze that chrome Ima do what it take Cuz I gotta make it home They might come and take a n***a away Before the morning (right) Well maybe then Cuz I gotta make it home Rather be judged by a crooked 12 Then carried by 6 of my closest own [Verse 1: Marley Brooker] R-I-P to all my n***as That ain't here no more (we miss you Ghost) It coulda-been-me Pour out a lil liquor While a n***a break this loud down It's Relentless till I D-I-E I shouldn't have to say it Cuz u know a n***a live it I'm just tryin live But they won't let-me-breathe So I'm ridin my asthma pump I prefer a K over the tech But the AR is my favorite Its good thing that we been prepping The writing was on the wall For this police state I drop the j**el have them searchin For the release date The p**y mines I might eat it today Cuz tomorrow ain't promised At this rate f** a hand out n***a Or my hands up Ima stick it to these f**as Till they answer Locked out They told us dont come back around Wrong answer The system irresponsive So it's time to shut it down [Hook: Marley Brooker] I been out here all day on the roam Eyes wide I gotta make it home (it's time to shut it down) Even if I gotta squeeze that chrome Ima do what it take (said it's time to shut it down) Cuz I gotta make it home They might come and take a n***a away Before the morning Well maybe cuz I gotta make it home (It's time to shut it down) Rather be judged by a crooked 12 Then carried by 6 of my closest own [Verse 2: Marley Brooker] The last time I seen Mona Whispered in her ear That she don't have to worry Just rest now at home Still missing here I feel the pain of Erica Every-time-that-she-lay-down It force a n***a to clean off And place another round For Yvette, For Miriam They don't feel our pain So we ain't hearing them Me and Cash was in New York The night of Sean Bell Me and Cash was in Wynwood The night that Demz fell Different decade same sh** But 1 thang that's constant I'm repping the same click Self made still on the grind Wit the same 5th Burnin blunts of that loud U know it's the straight piff Now we riding like we Might not make it home But not me Might have a target on my back But ima never get shot in it I seen Darrien was running for his life But not me I'm wit 50 n***as strong And we certified Gs [Outro: Marley Brooker] 50 n***as (Gotta make it home) Certified Gs 50, 50 (Said it's time to make it home) Certified Gs 50 n***as (Well Maybe, gotta make it home)