Home Lyrics - Blu

88 carats on my gold face, shining like the golden state 

Ridin on daytons, banging for my whole race 

All black, no blanks 

Spacings on my ball cap, playin like we all stacked 

Aces, new money all black faces 

Tell them bummy niggas fall back 

Bases, play never broke, we gon forever blow 

Blue weed, blue money, Blu do it better for 

Hoes on my level know I shine like a bezzle bro, bro 

Treasure will forever glow 

Them specials be especially special to 

She knew it, she tried to hold me back but she blew it 

My partner bought an old school Buick and let me cruise it 

Was sittin in the liquor store wonderin what the fuck was I doin 

And thank God it was music nigga, then I'm home 

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Gonna take a miracle 

Cause by now I know I need you so 

Hope that you can catch me when I fall 

I know that you can catch me 

Catch me when I fall 

Good golly, hood got me got me started on that [?] 

Bliddy in the memory from last night, dizzy yo 

80 shots of Henny, took an eight of my memory on my cellphone 

Telling this chick, she could forget me 

I was so stoned, taking this ho home, no phone 

Hand signalling niggas, like I don't roam 

Playing that postpone on em for the fifth 

Niggas played Soul Provider 60 times in the whip 

I'm like homes ain't never sold dope, He ain't never seen crack 

He ain't never had to tote, what he think that he G for? 

Them niggas need PO's to be dope, please folk 

Ya got the game crushed you need dough 

Live from the 53-0, from out the weed smoke and henny we pour 

I emerge for all my people who ain't never seen the world like me 

Still ain't forgot where I'm from, but now we back like the Prodigal son, I'm home 

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I stay payed every first of the month 

Dropping 100 on them meals for the times we couldn't pay for a lunch 

We live the life niggas couldn't live once, twisting up, getting drunk 

Pushing the young, pushing my lungs to the fullest extent, with the goodest intent, 'til the hood is content 

I only put it on the hood cause I'm bent 

She came out the bar pushing a bent, I came out the bar pushing a pent 

But go together like pepper and mint, Christian but she never made it to lent 

My money made a denim, still I never knew what made lint, it make sense right? 

Now make dollars 'til you get your shit polished like a new whip 

Models on the tip like weilers on the fence or impalas on the strip 

Had the keys to the city since a kid my nig, I'm home 

"In a year that has been so improbable, the impossible has happened!"