Home Tonight By NBA YoungBoy (Youngboy Never Broke Again)
How the fuck a nigga dead,
you think I’m worrying about a nigga dead killing me?
Yeah, fuck you if you ain’t feeling me nigga, yeah, yeah
shots let off from the coupe tryna leave the senne safe
When I come in shot with you make sure my lean straight (my lean straight)
I been hugging for so long I need a clean state (clean state)
Three pounds of weed up in the air I hope they land it (?)
Stand on that block like a soldier, use to talk to grandma right on that sofa
Talked to dave every time I was loaded
Taught me well so I ain’t never folded
Caught in traffic and they killed my lil homie
So I’m strapped every time that I’m rollin’
People be speaking and act like they know me
Half of the time when they talk I don’t notice
Selling that dope me and von post on the block till the sun go up and come down
I been dropping them bodies
I swear from the start when it come out my bank and he hitting the ground
I been talking to shorty she say that she love me
I know she don’t love me she think I’m a clown
You keep hitting my block tryna act like you tugging I up with this bitch I’ma let of [?]
Who ready for the die? (it’s going down tonight)
Have you shit packaged we might have to leave the town tonight (woaohhhhh)
When them bullets fly we might not make it home tonight
Just remember it’s the reason why we died tonight
Right around with that choppa for an opp (they for that opp there)
That’s for a boy he say he want it better zip him fuck a cop (fuck a cop)
North side forever we gone post up on that block (up on that block)
I’m for forever lil dave [?]
Like I’m kyrie I run with that rock (yeah)
and we pull up like aahhhh [?] nigga
If you don’t got no gang you must be dumb don’t come outside nigga (don’t come outside)
A brand new chopper [?] put it in you’re life nigga
But stay in your position don’t show out just for that hype nigga
Who ready for the die? (it’s going down tonight)
Have you shit packaged we might have to leave the town tonight (woaohhhhh)
When them bullets fly we might not make it home tonight
Just remember it’s the reason why we died tonight
We gone see ( we gone see )
I heard these niggas wanna kill me (wanna kill me)
They screaming fuck me but I make these niggas feet me
We in the streets, so lil boy you know the real me ( know the real me)
You ain’t no killer I been tugging deep up in that C
Who ready for the die? (it’s going down tonight)
Going down lil nigga
Pack up all you’re shit cos we might have to leave the town tonight
You know what the fuck it is
When them bullets fly we might not make it home tonight
I ain’t never gave a fuck and I ain’t never shedded a tear after a nigga shit busted
(Just remember it’s a reason why we died tonight)
