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madmarcc feat. lil baby – like home lyrics

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yeah, woo, yeah

got a draco in the closet

with a wood grain handle
i’m around every countries
n+gga play again, it’s mantle

run it up now, ooh
give a d+mn, we ‘on’t care what a n+gga think
(yeah, yeah)
run it up now, ooh
give a d+mn, i’mma take this money to the bank
(yeah, yeah)

i’ve been all around the world (yeah)
but the trap still, trap still feel like home
(yeah, yeah)
i said the trap still feel home
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
i said the trap still feel home
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
i said the trap still feel home
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
i said the trap still feel home
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
said the trap still feel home

reppin’ on the road, said he doin’ shows
didn’t see that, i pray for her i know but+
trappin’ with my bros, trappin’ with bros
all i know, it’s the way we have growed up
lookin’ at my mint like, “what?, it’s cold”
lookin’ at my wrist, that p+ssy mad ’cause he froze up
pull up in that lamborghini, throw the doors up
n+gga want some smoke, wait hold up
we can not wait to show up

i might be the one who got him rockin’ like a boulder
f+ck ’em, when i’m on a perc’
won’t touch ’em when i’m sober
put him in your armor shirt, won’t put him on a poster
glizzy in my pocket, i can’t rock it, ain’t no hoes here
you my flow, would sit there, know that it would give him pneumonia
know that i be drippin’, and know that i keep it on
draco in the closet, them motherf+ckers so rude
sippin’ post, i said the trap still feel like home
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
i said the trap still feel home
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
i said the trap still feel home
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
i said the trap still feel home
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
said the trap still feel home

thousand miles away, i be gone
i got rich and famous, i’m high, i still pick up the phone
but i wasn’t down the road, yeah
free the f+ckin’ bros, yeah
i can change these hoes out, like i change my clothes now
i can’t not, my heads and my lung dogs and they clean for while
stop posting my pictures of my drip, they won’t have no style
hundid thousand in my pocket had napping, you know i get a profile
n+ggas think i’m sweet, try to l!ck me and it’s gon’ to go south
never try to dish you a bashing move, on with no problems
one thing that i know is your dollars up, get on my squad
they out still like slime on the road, someone go get my drive
crying when you might not come home, that’s what i call silent
f+ck around and found me a plug, and vinced him and exotics
never goin’ back to my hood, ’cause i ain’t gon’ leave a body
make sure that my people, them good, that’s what i care about

i said the trap still feel like home
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
i said the trap still feel home
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
i said the trap still feel home
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
i said the trap still feel home
(yeah, yeah, yeah)
said the trap still feel home