Vic Mensa - Home lyrics

[Verse 1: Kami de Chukwu] f** ‘em, beat ‘em up, cuff ‘em All up in that wagon where them boys done chucked ‘em Chocolate, took a n***a wheels just for puffin' Locked him in a dungeon, always left his tummy rumblin, bubblin Told him that he seen better days, the nightfall came but he dreamed a better way And the thoughts on his mind always seemed to display A scene of dismay on the screen that just play All and all forever understand it's never over Sip that heavy liquor ‘til you feelin' light all over Drop a couple tracks ‘til them b**hes bending over And a bubble bu*t s*ut's tricking out for your quota Pimp, always let his cup runneth over Simps, tearing up when they hearts broken Him, never gave a f** about all of that Money, fam, and music and we here to save all of that Savemoney baller raps, off the top them baller hats, dunkin' on them smaller cats, poised to be the [?] raps Snitches, b**hes, who be all up at your soul At your money, at your gold, at your dreams, at your goals A n***a never fold, ‘cause he had to play his cards right Surely you will shine bright when you step in limelight Words of advice to my homies who be hustlin' Every bu*ter for my brothers, never f** with English muffins, cousin Mama thought her son would be nothing Turned a bunch of nothing to a whole lot of something All he ever wanted was Mama's sweet loving A couple pies baked ready straight up out the oven Got these fiends buzzing, loving on the product Savemoney like I'm serving sauce for the five buck Throw them fives up, pay respect to my fam Savemoney be the clan and Chicago be the land, God damn How you count them thoughts off the treetops Kept ‘em pumped up like an old pair of Reeboks Shout my n***a Reese, make ‘em buckle at they knee socks One hitter quitters to the face, make them knees pop So please stop, don't do it It's off of the top more often than not I'm battling cops, in the studio strapped with my guys And I be moving with the Savemoney clan on the fly, ‘til I die [Hook: Michael Anthony] If you come from my home You'll probably catch me in the Windy, off some Sweets and some Remy I don't sleep, we be winning If you come from my home You know the opps on the rise, when we see ‘em we say f** ‘em, Savemoney still alive If you come from my home You'll probably catch us on a train in a daze, 20 deep blowing loud at the lames If you come from my home Eyes scorched, jealous thoughts tryin' to derail us [Verse 2: Caleb James] From the city where real gangsters wear they hat to the right Little kids on the corner selling crack for the pipe Where out of town rappers come and gotta tuck in they ice But ain't no other city better, I put that on my life This for my n***as on the grind with a jab in they sock For my n***a on the west side, hugging the block Never been arrested, but I have no love for a cop I had my hands on keyboards trying to be like my pops So, you gon' say I ain't no real n***a, boy Been had the bread before deal n***a You see, I be chilling with them ill n***as One call away and make you disappear like David Copperfield n***a Pop then go vanish, holding my cannon for n***as that up [?] I hope we out jam ‘em, Savemoney that's the family, know we do damage Five finger discount, you know they can't stand us like [Verse 3: Chance the Rapper] Mama mia, ooh I'm a dreamer, burn up this for Rod, turn up this for Tina Chance the Rapper, ooh Chance le Rapper I speak France, Jones my Alma Mater All that matters is mistakes and ladders Slick snakes and comeups, mixtapes and chatter Igh, pause As our laughter, draft up my master plan faster faster Chance the rap master, Fax in my taxes, shows is my cla**es, d** is my FAFSA Kami de Chukwu, modern day guru Save monetary, my mama say [?] Roost in the morn, sing through the yawns I know your eyes heavy, but rest when you're gone You say you save money, but say sunny n***a They saying they need you, you stay then you left em, Igh [Hook] [Michael Anthony] If you come from my home I'd probably Cobain if it wasn't for the [?] and the feelings If you come from my home [Bridge: Vic Mensa] We're all lil n***as, got all lil triggers, done all got bigger (If you come from my home) Then let ‘em know you bout it n***a If you from the Chi throw up your “C's” [Verse 4: Vic Mensa] From my block to your block, from Hyde Park to O Block I'm southside to Oak Street to downtown to dope spots Up in the smoke lot, up in the murder scene They say you make ‘em come true, they wanna come k** your dreams They pulling bangers on you, now tell me what you gon' do Either you fight or you run, you either win or you lose There too many options where they poppin' If I'm gone before they [?] was a problem I know I kiss a k**er like I'm rocking right beside him In the fall they took my n***a, though the laws ain't never find him I'm dead every day, if don't risk it then you never finna get sh** I learned the bigger the role, the bigger the pot that you done pissed with Teachers thought we was punks, back in school we was the misfits Used to serve in the days, after school I did the dishes Shoutout to my boss who fired me on some b**h sh** And all the teachers who said I'd never get sh** [Hook] [Bridge]