Welcome Home feat. Nipsey Hussle

歌詞

I wake up every morning on the same shit I smoke my 'Wood to the roach like I ain't rich Niggas I used to hang with, is still gang gang with Lamborghini outside but, but nigga, that don't change shit Same nigga that gave you classic after classic Could still chop rock and zip it, plastic after plastic Why you think Dr. Dre don't take me on them yachts with him? Whisperin' to Snoop, "This nigga probably got a Glock with 'em," facts Smoke comin' out the 'Rari hood Nigga, I could fuck Nicki if Safaree could Motivation for all my niggas that's watchin' All my niggas from Watts and South Central to Compton I wish you could've been a fly on the wall in my dope spot Leaning with a tuck in my drawers and I hope not 'Cause doin' 25 to life is a roadblock Welcome to my last album, Nip, time to close shot Twenty million dollars actin' broke, nigga (broke, nigga) All you niggas 'sleep, stay woke, nigga (work, nigga) All my niggas came and sold dope, nigga (dope, nigga) Why the fuck you think they call us dope niggas? Broken home, broken dreams, no hope, nigga (no hope, nigga) Why the fuck you think we sellin' dope, niggas? (Dope, niggas) This for my dawgs and my locs, nigga (locs, nigga) Gotta get our neck up out these ropes, nigga (ropes, nigga) Fire to the spoon put you on the moon Make America Great Again, you a fuckin' coon And you niggas wonder why I'm unenthused 'Cause hard bottoms trump runnin' shoes And the less you know, the longer you live And the more you know, they tappin' your crib My niggas say they got shot and actually did Who never thought what happened to Pac would happen to Big What happened to L, what happened to Proof and Jam Jay though Hip-hop'll lean on you, R-I-P to Fredo Young niggas stay woke, old niggas stay woke It's rainin' hollow tips, I'm dripping in this Gucci raincoat Security won't pat me, niggas won't at me Same nigga that saved the West with a bald head and some khakis Watchin' Kendrick show while Top Dawg dap me This my last album, motherfucker, I hope you happy Twenty million dollars actin' broke, nigga (broke, nigga) All you niggas 'sleep, stay woke, nigga (work, nigga) All my niggas came and sold dope, nigga (dope, nigga) Why the fuck you think they call us dope niggas? Broken home, broken dreams, no hope, nigga (no hope, nigga) Why the fuck you think we sellin' dope, niggas? (Dope, niggas) This for my dawgs and my locs, nigga (locs, nigga) Gotta get our neck up out these ropes, nigga (ropes, nigga) This shit's over Say this your last shit, I don't believe you, Chuck I'm in the LAX, nigga Bring that beat back from me though, I gotta say somethin' Yeah Chuck, what up? I was like, 'Fuck rap music', I was gon' rob me a bank Starving artists ain't my style, that shit'd drive me insane Gave my mind to these millions and my heart to the game Probably die up in these streets but I survive through my name Every nigga 'round me killers and I doubt it'd change If the police get our Hondas, we go out with a bang Early 2000s, Murder Inc was a shack We was sailing bullets, got no knives Nigga we was charismatic on these corners like 2Pac on stage But, fuck a dream if it's not gon' pay You feel me? White socks, hat with my Glock on waist Couldn't tell me I was not O'Shea Posted at the Quick N Split, don't get caught on tape 'Cause they put them cameras up since they shot Quincy Chuck, I remember your white Range Slauson Ave, ran up on you, gave you my mixtape Now Twenty million dollars actin' broke, nigga All you niggas 'sleep, stay woke, nigga All my niggas came up sellin' dope, nigga Why the fuck you think they call us dope, nigga? Broken home, broken dreams, no hope, nigga Why the fuck you think we sellin' dope, nigga? This for my dawgs and my locs, nigga Gotta get our neck up out these ropes, nigga