Chinza//Fly - Letter To My Homie lyrics

[Hook] You don't wanna know what I been through, my homie It's ice up in my veins, yeah I'm bleedin', my homie Educate yourself, go and read something, homie I hope you ain't out here tryna cross me, my homie Everywhere I go, I'm checking behind me It ain't safe out here no way Light show in my face, they tryna blind me It ain't safe out here no way [Verse 1] Empty bottle on the floor from last night My Instagram poppin' that's from last night Vision blurred, no headache I'd thank god, but I dont know if he'd hear it Shout out to my homies keep 'em ‘round in spirit If my presence is absent, that's ‘cause I'm spittin' these lyrics And lowest key, I can't wait for the public to hear this ‘Cause I don't know if I like all of the sh** I been hearin' On the air, right now, this sh** here them fight sounds We was all born with a voice, only some of us the right loud Neighbors pissed we ain't quiet down, 5-0 think we mobbin' E-thugs postin' comments about how they hate that we plottin' Scared InnovAudio got it, we some bears Nah, Yogi ain't take your lunch, we took that sh** without a care And if I ain't over here (in the stu'), then I'm probably up in the air Soon as I step in the room, it's at least one mof**a gotta stare, I swear [Hook] [Verse 2] Nah, you ain't got no excuse not to work, it's daily that we goin' berzerk Hoes tryna tell us they problems as if we didn't have any of our own I'm on these schemes, In love with the color of this green I'm ready to feast, throwin' down with my team, not givin' no f**s, you don't know what I mean When this sh** gets real and you hope it's a dream, in the back of your head, all the sh** that you seen But you wish that you hadn't, it lingers, I feel it all in my fingers And in the breeze, all around me I see nothing but G's Holdin' me down while they pa**in' they cloud, puffin like sh** is for free, but thats just the routine Created by us and anyone gettin this money, it's in cash we trust The real been comin' to throw you right under the bus It may look like we bluffin', but we not, we'll put yo bullsh** to a stop, at any cost Just goin' in we drink a lot, like we on vacation, I'm grinding hard For what I got these sk**s ain't come from nowhere but all of the time that I dropped I'm invading your thoughts, you f**in' robots, automated machines There's way more to it, fiends is just blinded by they own deeds, ho that sh** week [Hook]