Home Sweet Home lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah
It's like 6:23 a.m.
Still at it (DTdaKidd)
I'm always at it (Beat those drums)

[Chorus]
Home, sweet home
I been on the road all month
I been on the go 24/7 and I ain't took a load off once
I ain't check the score, I already know I'm winnin', let me show y'all somethin'
All you gotta do is say, "I'm in your city," it's a line of hoes out front

[Verse]
Now, I'm one of a kind, don't you get that misconstrued
n*ggas don't really dislike me, n*ggas just don't like hearin' the truth
Although I got nothin' to prove, way too hot to be playin' it cool
Although I'm a stand-up n*gga, I still bend the rules
Can't say I'm back on my sh*t 'cause I been on my sh*t
Know how you f*ck n*ggas love to forget
It's more n*ggas out here that do what I do, but it's obvious nobody does it like Trip
Nobody do it the way I do, don't try this at home
Sixteen yеars in the game, I'm still in my zone
Try to givе n*ggas the game, n*ggas don't listen at all
Really need to fix your aim, you n*ggas is missin' the mark
I been through so much sh*t that I would've been fall off, I didn't evolve
Look at me now, I'm the man in the clutch, you wanna win, you should give me the ball
Yeah, I been on the road all month
I been on the go 24/7, I ain't took a load off once
Present when the roll call come
Granted, I don't owe y'all nothin'
Maybe I'ma win, maybe I'ma lose, I'm prepared for both outcomes
Money make the hoes all come
I ain't never showed out for 'em
First, they wouldn't date me, then I got some paper, now them b*tches so outgoing
Now them same b*tches can't leave me alone
Tell 'em thanks for nothing, got it on my own
Ho, I'm on a mission, once I get the money, bring it all home
[Chorus]
Home, sweet home
I been on the road all month
I been on the go 24/7, I ain't took a load off once
I ain't check the score, I already know I'm winnin', let me show y'all somethin'
All you gotta do is say, "I'm in your city," it's a line of hoes out front
Home, sweet home

[Outro]
I been on the road all month
I been on the go 24/7, I ain't took a load off once
Present when the roll call come
Granted, I don't owe y'all nothin'
Maybe I'ma win, maybe I'ma lose, I'm prepared for both outcomes (DTdaKidd, beat those drums)
Long live Pif