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Make It Home lyrics

Performers RaloYungeen Ace

Make It Home song lyrics by Ralo official

Make It Home is a song in English

Takin' chances in these streets, I might not make it home (I might not)
I ain't even believe in death until my dog was gone (D-D-D-Deano, you play too much, damn)
I know, I know, I know (niggas could die in this shit)
I know, I know, I know (uh, nigga gon' die with his blick)

I ain't never givin' up (never), I keep millions in the cut (cut)
Bought my bitch another butt (butt), I can fuck her like a slut (yeah)
I'm with you no matter what (no matter), you worth more than a nut (you is)
What they did to lil' bruh (what), they won't never do to us (no)
Love my niggas, do too much (much), I'ma make my heart bust (yeah)
I been in these niggas cuts (cuts), they been tryna dodge us
Where they at? (Where?) I been tryna get they neck (neck)
I been tryna get his head (his head), I won't rest until he dead, I won't (no)

Tell my bitch I might be gone, I might not come back home (nope)
Soon as I hit my dome, put minutes on that phone (yeah)
Where my opp? That nigga gone, he got dropped outside his home
He was poppin' on that phone, I got the drop and it was on (yeah)
Tell my bitch I might be gone, I might not come back home (nope)
Soon as I hit my dome, put minutes on that phone (yeah)
Where my opp? That nigga gone, he got dropped outside his home
He was poppin' on that phone, I got the drop and it was on (huh)

I ain't need no nigga to guide me in these streets (uh-uh)
I swear I was on my own (my own)
Every time I left the house, I was takin' chances
One promise, I was makin' it home (facts)
You don't know how it feel be locked in the box (uh-uh)
Talk to myself, it was only me (it was just me)
Y'all was in school singin' y'all's ABCs, I was on the block totin' a G
My first time goin' to the A, I was in a Wraith
Ridin' 'round with Lucci (ridin' 'round with Lucci)
Nigga seen real in me, can't play me like I'm a goofy (he know I ain't no goofy)
Why the fuck would I get security?
I'm knowin' gonna be the one shootin' (like, what the fuck?)
Nigga, I set this bitch off, I know I'm goin' out like Boosie (grrt)
Takin' chances in these streets, I might not make it home (I might not)
I ain't even believe in death until my dog was gone (damn)
I know, I know, I know (niggas could die in this shit)
I know, I know, I know (uh, nigga gon' die with his blick)

Tell my bitch I might be gone, I might not come back home (nope)
Soon as I hit my dome, put minutes on that phone (yeah)
Where my opp? That nigga gone, he got dropped outside his home
He was poppin' on that phone, I got the drop and it was on (yeah)
Tell my bitch I might be gone, I might not come back home (nope)
Soon as I hit my dome, put minutes on that phone (yeah)
Where my opp? That nigga gone, he got dropped outside his home
He was poppin' on that phone, I got the drop and it was on (yeah)

Bitch, it's on (on), niggas got me in my zone (zone)
Where my opp? Them niggas gone
Who done dropped him? Still unknown
Put me on the throne, the dome and watch me run through all these niggas (yeah)
Went to war with all the killers (I did), they ain't near without these pistols (no)
Name a time I ever dodged rat, niggas know I'm that
Put a thousand pounds on the jet (jet), niggas so wet
I been takin' all these losses (losses), still ain't went broke yet (nah)
No, I don't fuck with none of y'all (no), I'm cool with the dope heads (servin' dog food)

Tell my bitch I might be gone, I might not come back home (nope)
Soon as I hit my dome, put minutes on that phone (yeah)
Where my opp? That nigga gone, he got dropped outside his home
He was poppin' on that phone, I got the drop and it was on (yeah)
Tell my bitch I might be gone, I might not come back home (nope)
Soon as I hit my dome, put minutes on that phone (yeah)
Where my opp? That nigga gone, he got dropped outside his home
He was poppin' on that phone, I got the drop and it was on (yeah, Goon)
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No unauthorized reproduction of lyric.
Writers: Keyanta Bullard, Terrell Davis
Copyright: Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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