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albee al - home sick, pt. 2 lyrics

[intro]
(lilz produced this beat)
ask me that, bro

[verse 1]
shared my love with my brother, i don’t trust people (i don’t trust ’em)
time to put myself first, i helped enough people (i swear)
me and my bm was so close, but now she so evil (so evil)
free say on death row, they tryna inject him lethal (say, free)
never asked for no help, but you know i need you (know i need you)
never asked for no help, but you know i need you (never asked, no)
all these mixed signs you showin’, make it hard to read you (it’s hard to)
i hate rats, i hate snakes and i hate a weasel (it peeks too)
flight in the am, i ain’t a mornin’ person (i ain’t though)
wife say i’m never home, she say i’m always workin’ (i’m sorry, bae)
called god a few times, i guess his phone is broken (pray for me)
remember locked in the county, one phone workin’ (pain)
it’s like eighty of us (ha), survival of the fittest (survival)
like i got next on that phone, know we gotta get it (strap up)
reputation everything when you in that prison (you gotta stand up)
remember that court room empty when i got sentenced? (i felt the pain, n+gga)
n0body love me (no), beefin’ with my mother (beefin’ with my mama)
state baby, share the jail cell with my brother (and that’s facts, bro)
me and star shared the soup, they wanna see us suffer (i was starvin’ in there)
know she left when i was down, man, how could you cuff her? (how i cuffed that b+tch?)
every time i got to jail i feel all alone (all alone)
call my daughter and she ask me when i’m comin’ home (when i’m comin’ home)
i say, “soon,” but i don’t know when i’m comin’ home (i don’t know, mommy)
’cause i’m locked up with some n+ggas that ain’t comin’ home (for real)
i stay solid, yeah, i’m solid like a f+ckin’ stone (ten toes)
remember how them b+tches treat you when you got the throne? (remember)
but when you down, them hoes ain’t got no minutes on the phone (swear they don’t)
so when i got a good girl, i always treat her wrong (f+ck that b+tch though)
[bridge]
i do (ayy, ayy), said, “i do” (ayy, ayy, ayy, uh+huh)
and i do (ayy), said, “i do” (uh+huh, uh)

[verse 2]
i blame my past, make me skeptical of about these b+tches (i blame my past)
i blame my past, make me skeptical about these n+ggas (i blame my past)
trust issues, i don’t wanna make the wrong decisions (i don’t wanna)
people snakes, i could sense the venom in they system (sss)
blaze fed the whole hood and n+ggas still bit him (d+mn)
he got life, you send kites to show you still with him (free the real)
it’s obvious, me and these n+ggas, we was built different (wow)
wish i was there when bro got k!lled, i woulda got k!lled with him (on my baby, n+gga)
loyalty is everything, i scream it every song (swear)
but done bad by these hoes, so i do ’em wrong
ain’t perfect, see, i admit i got some human flaws (i know, i know)
rather beef with my b+tch than beef with my dogs (my dogs)
like, do you love me? if you love me, catch me when i fall (catch, catch me)
oh, are you only f+ckin’ with me ’cause you see me ball? (’cause you, ’cause you see me ball)
i’m good with a couple m’s, see, i don’t need it all (i don’t need it all)
he got life, he got a child, he never seen before (free the, free the real, man)

[outro]
it’s real
said it’s real (free the real, man)
and it’s real, you make ’em understand this sh+t
y’all ain’t, and, and this thing just music, man (it’s real)
it’s real life
reality
so every time i got to jail i feel all alone (all alone)
call my daughter and she ask me am i’m comin’ home (when you comin’?)
i say, “soon,” but i don’t know when i’m comin’ home (i don’t know, mom)
’cause i’m locked up with some n+ggas that ain’t comin’ home (i don’t know, mama)
i stay solid, yeah, i’m solid like a f+ckin’ stone (yeah, yeah)
remember how them b+tches treat you when you got the throne? (i remember)
but when you down, them hoes ain’t got no minutes on the phone (they don’t)
so when i got a good girl, i always treat her wrong (f+ck her, f+ck that b+tch, man)
and i do
swear i do
i do, yeah, yeah
yeah, i do (yeah, yeah)
i do, i do, i do (oh, yeah)
homesick, homesick, homesick (free the real out the l!ck, free the real)

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