Home Run lyrics
by Rylo Rodriguez
[Intro]
(What's happenin’, Chi Chi?)
[Chorus]
All this pain in my body, should I just end it now?
I gave some racks to a shooter to put one in the ground
Them hoes who ain't wanna f*ck me, now panties on the ground
I know a n*gga got three strikes, he ain't even see the mound (Oh, yeah)
Don’t play me like that, say you love me, gas me up and you see I was on E
You made me crash, I was behind you, you ain't tell me you was turnin' on me
n*gga robbed me, turned me an animal, I'm goin' in
Won't stalk that b*tch, straight like T.I., I'm not goin' in
I lost so many friends when I found myself in the mix
I never hit not one home run but I got plenty hits
[Verse]
n*ggas from my hood, they hatin’ on me, thought they would love this sh*t
n*ggas like my brothers, we was in the huddle, we ain’t see the championship
Can't trust nobody, even ’round my n*ggas, I take one out the clip
They murked my dawg, I clear my bank account 'til they all get killed
I hear they talkin' but this money louder
I ride around with that rod but I ain't caught no chowder
I ride around with that rod but I ain’t caught no fish (They ain't done)
We put a di*k in every handgun, ain't gotta push it
Them guys cool but we ain't friendly, we on no buddy sh*t
I f*ck with sh*t but I can't lie, that's sl*tty b*tch
The only n*gga should cuff that ho is a deputy
I gave every rap n*gga in my city, hope, what it is
Money on my mind, I can't think clear
Seventeen hunnid on the PT, I won't drink beer
No chaser
Yeah, f*ck the law, they gon' have to chase us
Hellcat, I took off on a Trackhawk, yeah, yeah
A triple of Hi-Tech red, I better not dare cough
President Rollie, if they assassinate me I made it to see twenty-one
I've been needin' love so bad I give my heart to anyone
Hope you don't break it like they done
Hope you don't take off like they ran
I damn near gave that—, eight bands
If I didn't, then what I'ma name the baby?
I remember when I used to have twenty dollars
I ride around with ten racks like it's nothin' now, yeah
Roaches in the cereal box, yeah, we came from poverty
Best friend worked at Wendy's, that was my first robbery
[Chorus]
All this pain in my body, should I just end it now?
I gave some racks to a shooter to put one in the ground
Them hoes who ain't wanna f*ck me, now panties on the ground
I know a n*gga got three strikes, he ain't even see the mound (Oh, yeah)
Don't play me like that, say you love me, gas me up and you see I was on E
You made me crash, I was behind you, you ain't tell me you was turnin' on me
n*gga robbed me, turned me an animal, I'm goin' in
Won't stalk that b*tch, straight like T.I., I'm not goin' in
I lost so many friends when I found myself in the mix
All this pain in my body, should I just end it now?
I gave some racks to a shooter to put one in the ground
Them hoes who ain't wanna f*ck me, now panties on the ground
I know a n*gga got three strikes, he ain't even see the mound (Oh, yeah)
Don't play me like that, say you love me, gas me up and you see I was on E
You made me crash, I was behind you, you ain't tell me you was turnin' on me
n*gga robbed me, turned me an animal, I'm goin' in
Won't stalk that b*tch, straight like T.I., I'm not goin' in
I lost so many friends when I found myself in the mix
I never hit not one home run but I got plenty hits