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always never home - john bino lyrics

either they will get it or they won’t
i’m just tryin’ to put my n*ggas on
i’m just trying to win it all
if they trip about it i’m not ever coming home

’cause i don’t like to stay at home for long
so if back in town baby pick up the phone
i don’t want to hear you talking about your n*gga home
i’m sure you can make a story, make it to the spot
’cause i don’t stick around for too long
you end up getting stuck when you stick around for long
the n*ggas i grew up with are chilling on corners
doing nothing but make stories about the sh*t that i been on
so f*ck it, i don’t like to stay at home for long
this place is nothing like it was some years ago
this place is moving slower than my life is moving so
figured i should go away and try to get my paper long
and maybе you should also try to move along
i know you have a dream you’vе been chasing for some time
time ain’t on your side bruh go and get it on
’cause them n*ggas in the neighborhood won’t ever put you on
f*ck it, i never stay at home for long
cause everybody full of doubt and none of them got hope
scared to take a risk yet they say they want it all
say my raps will never blow cause this sh*t been moving slow
but i just hug the road, making songs
lighting up the bong while i’m switching up the flow
every time i hear this beat i be speaking from the soul
somehow i just pray that this sh*t gon get me dough
i’ve been on the road for the dough baby
left my mama house at a young age
peers got hooked on that street life
each and every weekend they been chopping life
when they reach 30 they gone see that
they lost a lot of time tryna chase the hype
hoes chased n*ggas and the n*ggas chased the hoes
trying to settle up for the club bill not their goals
some of them are baby mamas, some of them are dads
but they can’t name anything that’s in their names
everything they did in their 20s is in vane
trapped in a vicious cycle and that’s insane
lost a lot of homies to nyaope and some aids
beautiful slum birds trapped in their cage
but i can’t go out like that i’m not the same
tryna make something from nothing that’s the way
mama please pray for me in this rocky road
tryna weather storms like nat turner and brake the chains
gotta level up to the top of the food chain
black boy, melanin, i ain’t never playing

- john bino lyrics

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