Home sweet home
It's the little things
That we take for granted
Some people never make it home
To see they family
Standing on the block all day
Causing hell in the hallways
Even at your nine to five getting paid
I hope you make it to the driveway
Fresh off the highway
Pull up in the driveway
It's broad day
Kids outside I tell them hi and wave
Hit the side clutch and recline way back
Heat on my lap in case somebody try to jack
Just need some time to unwind and relax
Because sometimes she don't know how to act
Sometimes it be me
Long days where I don't care about shit
But trying not to carry that bad energy into the crib
It's like my sanctuary
A lot of memories and history
Like when I sold the hundred pack and fifty piece
Or when I had to live out of this whip because I missed my lease
So when you see me chilling in my shit just know that I'm at peace
Brainstorming trying to formulate my next move
Turn up my music
It's probably J.Cole Nip Pac Pimp C or Boosie
Before I hop out I got to pray
Thank God I made it to the driveway
It's the little things
That we take for granted
Some people never make it home
To see they family
Standing on the block all day
Causing hell in the hallways
Even at your nine to five getting paid
I hope you make it to the driveway
Kendrick Johnson ain't make it home
He's dead and gone
Dockta Doc ain't make it home
He's dead and gone
Sandra Bland ain't make it home
She's dead and gone
Jeremy Swift ain't make it home
He's dead and gone
George Floyd ain't make it home
He's dead and gone
Bango ain't make it home
He's dead and gone
Tamir Rice ain't make it home
He's dead and gone
Big Ryan ain't make it home
He's dead and gone
Trayvon ain't make it home
He's dead and gone
Khaos ain't make it home
He's dead and gone
Breonna Taylor ain't make it home
She's dead and gone
Lil Noop ain't make it home
He's dead and gone
Dreasjon ain't make it home
He's dead and gone
Lonnie Banks ain't make it home
He's dead and gone
Daunte Wright ain't make it home
He's dead and gone
Tone Goody ain't make it home
He's dead and gone
Andre Hill ain't make it home
He's dead and gone
Dijon ain't make it home
He's dead and gone
Philando ain't make it home
He's dead and gone
And the list goes on and on and on
It's the little things
That we take for granted
Some people never make it home
To see they family
Standing on the block all day
Causing hell in the hallways
Even at your nine to five getting paid
I hope you make it to the driveway