The Underground Railroad - If My Homie Calls lyrics

[Verse 1] Ever since you was a pee-wee, down by my knee with a wee-wee We been coochie-coo all through school, you and me, G Back in the days we played practical jokes on Everybody smoked with they locs and they yokes on All through high school, girls by the dozens Saying we cousins, knowing that we wasn't But like the old saying goes Times goes on, and everybody grows Grew apart, had to part, went our own ways You chose the dope game, my microphone pays In many ways we were paid in the old days So far away from the crazies with AK's And though I been around clowning with the Underground I'm still down with my homies from the hometown And if you need, need anything at all I drop it all for y'all, if my homies call [Hook] “If you ever need a place to stay” “Well, alright, y'all” “Brothers and sisters” [Verse 2] It's a shame, you chose the dope game Now you slang 'caine on the streets with no name It was plain that your aim was mo' 'caine You got game now you run with no shame I chose rapping tracks to make stacks In fact I travel the map with raps that spray cats But now I don't wanna down my homie No matter how low you go, you're not lowly And I, hear that you made a few enemies But when you need a friend you can depend on me, call If you need my a**istance, there'll be no resistance I'll be there in an instant Who am I to judge another brother, only on his cover I'd be no different than the other H-to-the-O-to-the-M-to-the-I-to-the-E I'm down to the E-N-D Cause it's a fall in no time at all I'm down for y'all, when my homies call Word, if my homies call [Hook] [Verse 3] Well, it's ninety-one and I'm living kinda swell now But I hear that you're going through some hell, pal But life making records ain't easy It ain't what I expected, it's hectic, it's sleazy But I guess that the streets is harder Trying to survive in the life of a young godfather My homies is making it elsewhere Striving, working nine to five with no health care We both had dreams of being great But his deferred and blurred and changed in shape It's fate, it wasn't my choice to make To be great, I'm giving it all it takes Trying to shake, the crates and fakes and snakes I gotta take my place or fall from grace The foolish way, the pace is quick and great Smiling face to hide the trace of hate But my homie would never do me wrong That's why I wrote this song, if you ever need me, it's on No matter who the foe they must fall Us against them all I'm down to brawl if my homies call [Hook]