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tryna get paid, choppin' hard with the crew\nType of shit I did to make me feel a part of the crew\n'Til I cut my niggas off, now I'm apart from the crew\nI'm playin' my own so I cannot play y'all positions for my niggas\nThey hate me pocket watchin', they got me distant from my niggas\nShit's so fake this days, I got's to keep a pistol around my niggas\nGot me on some Grayson Allen shit, I'm trippin' on my niggas, Lord\nChevy dookie blue on them 22's\nCali pack will send them bitches through, let them bitches move\nEveryday I toke a couple Qs, serve that after school\nMomma take my money, yeah, that's cool but she don't approve\nBirds take a bath, dip them in the pool\n'Bout to hit them bitches with the soda, watch them do the fool\nEveryday I toke a couple Qs, serve that after school\nMomma take my money yeah that's cool but she don't approve\nSince I came home, right when I came home\nSince I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\nSince I came home, right when I came home\nSince I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\nI ain't seen my nigga since I came home\nThought it'd be bottles and bitches right when I came home\nFound out my problems was bigger right when I came home\nPolice across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\nI can't keep a bitch 'cause I can't feel the love\nThey always say there was somethin' there when there never was\nI donate money to children but I'm still sellin' drugs\nYeah, I get that yol' for the low-low but was I really plug?\nLife was off my mental, wasn't plugged in\nEvery day I pray the Lord the lotto scratch my plug out\nStay off the phone, ain't no service up in this drug house\nSmell too strong to hit Sunday service, I'm shippin' drugs out\nI ain't seen my nigga since I came home\nGuess he somewhere gettin' that paper, he can't pick up the phone\nWish him the best, leave him alone and let him stay in his zone\nAnd once he fall the fuck off then fuck him, he on his own\nSince I came home, right when I came home\nSince I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\nSince I came home, right when I came home\nSince I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\nI just almost lost it all, for my niggas\nJust sat in the cell, ten thousand miles away from my child, for my niggas\nIt's when I realized I gotta start livin' for my child, and not my niggas, know what I'm sayin'?\nI remember not havin' nothin' to read in the cell for a whole month you know what I mean?\nThe fuckin' guards took me to the library and all the books was in German and shit\nYou know what I'm sayin', nigga?\nThat almost broke me down you know\nErica flew all the way over there\nBrought a nigga some books, know what I'm sayin'?\nShe held me down, know what I mean?\nThrough all the bullshit, all my bullshit she held me down\nI love her for that, yeah\nI'm back\nAnd I ain't goin' nowhere this time, yeah, amen","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.27] Yeah, yeah yeah\n[00:03.91] Hey, man, let me tell you something, man\n[00:05.87] I ain't gotta leave no motherfuckin' message\n[00:07.63] Yeah, yeah yeah\n[00:09.03] This Big Time motherfuckin' Watts man\n[00:10.69] When I call you answer the goddamn phone motherfucker\n[00:16.31] Freddie motherfuckin' Gibbs\n[00:19.40] I ain't no groupie, I'm your motherfuckin' uncle\n[00:22.03] Now answer the goddamn phone next time I call you, boy\n[00:25.02] Or I'ma come down there and beat your ass\n[00:27.76] Since I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\n[00:31.17] Nigga get a watch, and a couple chains, think he harder than you\n[00:34.05] Drop the jewelry, grow some dreads, think he smarter than you\n[00:36.82] Please yourself or please your homies, man, what's harder to do?\n[00:39.43] Did some things in life I know I don't want my daughter to do\n[00:42.05] Shit, got a list of things I don't want my daughter to 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out\n[02:13.11] Stay off the phone, ain't no service up in this drug house\n[02:15.69] Smell too strong to hit Sunday service, I'm shippin' drugs out\n[02:18.49] I ain't seen my nigga since I came home\n[02:21.21] Guess he somewhere gettin' that paper, he can't pick up the phone\n[02:23.86] Wish him the best, leave him alone and let him stay in his zone\n[02:26.36] And once he fall the fuck off then fuck him, he on his own\n[02:29.95] Since I came home, right when I came home\n[02:35.83] Since I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\n[02:40.98] Since I came home, right when I came home\n[02:45.63] Since I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\n[02:51.70] I just almost lost it all, for my niggas\n[02:55.63] Just sat in the cell, ten thousand miles away from my child, for my niggas\n[03:03.47] It's when I realized I gotta start livin' for my child, and not my niggas, know what I'm sayin'?\n[03:11.38] I remember not havin' nothin' to read in the cell for a whole month you know what I mean?\n[03:19.20] The fuckin' guards took me to the library and all the books was in German and shit\n[03:25.84] You know what I'm sayin', nigga?\n[03:28.73] That almost broke me down you know\n[03:33.79] Erica flew all the way over there\n[03:38.98] Brought a nigga some books, know what I'm sayin'?\n[03:42.18] She held me down, know what I mean?\n[03:48.62] Through all the bullshit, all my bullshit she held me down\n[03:52.92] I love her for that, yeah\n[04:02.77] I'm back\n[04:09.37] And I ain't goin' nowhere this time, yeah, amen","lyricsfile":"version: '1.0'\nmetadata:\n title: Homesick\n artist: Freddie Gibbs\n album: You Only Live 2wice\n duration_ms: 269000\n instrumental: false\nlines:\n- text: Yeah, yeah yeah\n start_ms: 2270\n end_ms: 3910\n- text: Hey, man, let me tell you something, man\n start_ms: 3910\n end_ms: 5870\n- text: I ain't gotta leave no motherfuckin' message\n start_ms: 5870\n end_ms: 7630\n- 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the street takin' pictures right when I came home\n Nigga get a watch, and a couple chains, think he harder than you\n Drop the jewelry, grow some dreads, think he smarter than you\n Please yourself or please your homies, man, what's harder to do?\n Did some things in life I know I don't want my daughter to do\n Shit, got a list of things I don't want my daughter to do\n On the blade, tryna get paid, choppin' hard with the crew\n Type of shit I did to make me feel a part of the crew\n 'Til I cut my niggas off, now I'm apart from the crew\n I'm playin' my own so I cannot play y'all positions for my niggas\n They hate me pocket watchin', they got me distant from my niggas\n Shit's so fake this days, I got's to keep a pistol around my niggas\n Got me on some Grayson Allen shit, I'm trippin' on my niggas, Lord\n Chevy dookie blue on them 22's\n Cali pack will send them bitches through, let them bitches move\n Everyday I toke a couple Qs, serve that after school\n Momma take my money, yeah, 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motherfucker\nFreddie motherfuckin' Gibbs\nI ain't no groupie, I'm your motherfuckin' uncle\nNow answer the goddamn phone next time I call you, boy\nOr I'ma come down there and beat your ass\nSince I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\nNigga get a watch, and a couple chains, think he harder than you\nDrop the jewelry, grow some dreads, think he smarter than you\nPlease yourself or please your homies, man, what's harder to do?\nDid some things in life I know I don't want my daughter to do\nShit, got a list of things I don't want my daughter to do\nOn the blade, tryna get paid, choppin' hard with the crew\nType of shit I did to make me feel a part of the crew\n'Til I cut my niggas off, now I'm apart from the crew\nI'm playin' my own so I cannot play y'all positions for my niggas\nThey hate me pocket watchin', they got me distant from my niggas\nShit's so fake this days, I got's to keep a pistol around my niggas\nGot me on some Grayson Allen shit, I'm trippin' on my niggas, Lord\nChevy dookie blue on them 22's\nCali pack will send them bitches through, let them bitches move\nEveryday I toke a couple Qs, serve that after school\nMomma take my money, yeah, that's cool but she don't approve\nBirds take a bath, dip them in the pool\n'Bout to hit them bitches with the soda, watch them do the fool\nEveryday I toke a couple Qs, serve that after school\nMomma take my money yeah that's cool but she don't approve\nSince I came home, right when I came home\nSince I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\nSince I came home, right when I came home\nSince I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\nI ain't seen my nigga since I came home\nThought it'd be bottles and bitches right when I came home\nFound out my problems was bigger right when I came home\nPolice across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\nI can't keep a bitch 'cause I can't feel the love\nThey 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niggas\nIt's when I realized I gotta start livin' for my child, and not my niggas, know what I'm sayin'?\nI remember not havin' nothin' to read in the cell for a whole month you know what I mean?\nThe fuckin' guards took me to the library and all the books was in German and shit\nYou know what I'm sayin', nigga?\nThat almost broke me down you know\nErica flew all the way over there\nBrought a nigga some books, know what I'm sayin'?\nShe held me down, know what I mean?\nThrough all the bullshit, all my bullshit she held me down\nI love her for that, yeah\nI'm back\nAnd I ain't goin' nowhere this time, yeah, amen","syncedLyrics":"[00:02.27] Yeah, yeah yeah\n[00:03.91] Hey, man, let me tell you something, man\n[00:05.87] I ain't gotta leave no motherfuckin' message\n[00:07.63] Yeah, yeah yeah\n[00:09.03] This Big Time motherfuckin' Watts man\n[00:10.69] When I call you answer the goddamn phone motherfucker\n[00:16.31] Freddie motherfuckin' Gibbs\n[00:19.40] I ain't no groupie, I'm your motherfuckin' uncle\n[00:22.03] Now answer the goddamn phone next time I call you, boy\n[00:25.02] Or I'ma come down there and beat your ass\n[00:27.76] Since I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\n[00:31.17] Nigga get a watch, and a couple chains, think he harder than you\n[00:34.05] Drop the jewelry, grow some dreads, think he smarter than you\n[00:36.82] Please yourself or please your homies, man, what's harder to do?\n[00:39.43] Did some things in life I know I don't want my daughter to do\n[00:42.05] Shit, got a list of things I don't want my daughter to do\n[00:44.66] On the blade, tryna get paid, choppin' hard with the crew\n[00:47.44] Type of shit I did to make me feel a part of the crew\n[00:49.95] 'Til I cut my niggas off, now I'm apart from the crew\n[00:52.72] I'm playin' my own so I cannot play y'all positions for my niggas\n[00:55.34] They hate me pocket watchin', they got me distant from my niggas\n[00:58.23] Shit's so fake this days, I got's to keep a pistol around my niggas\n[01:00.75] Got me on some Grayson Allen shit, I'm trippin' on my niggas, Lord\n[01:03.91] Chevy dookie blue on them 22's\n[01:06.58] Cali pack will send them bitches through, let them bitches move\n[01:09.12] Everyday I toke a couple Qs, serve that after school\n[01:11.70] Momma take my money, yeah, that's cool but she don't approve\n[01:14.48] Birds take a bath, dip them in the pool\n[01:17.05] 'Bout to hit them bitches with the soda, watch them do the fool\n[01:19.76] Everyday I toke a couple Qs, serve that after school\n[01:22.37] Momma take my money yeah that's cool but she don't approve\n[01:25.37] Since I came home, right when I came home\n[01:32.13] Since I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\n[01:37.05] Since I came home, right when I came home\n[01:42.36] Since I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\n[01:46.45] I ain't seen my nigga since I came home\n[01:49.15] Thought it'd be bottles and bitches right when I came home\n[01:51.78] Found out my problems was bigger right when I came home\n[01:54.55] Police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\n[01:57.22] I can't keep a bitch 'cause I can't feel the love\n[01:59.90] They always say there was somethin' there when there never was\n[02:02.62] I donate money to children but I'm still sellin' drugs\n[02:05.17] Yeah, I get that yol' for the low-low but was I really plug?\n[02:07.93] Life was off my mental, wasn't plugged in\n[02:10.45] Every day I pray the Lord the lotto scratch my plug out\n[02:13.11] Stay off the phone, ain't no service up in this drug house\n[02:15.69] Smell too strong to hit Sunday service, I'm shippin' drugs out\n[02:18.49] I ain't seen my nigga since I came home\n[02:21.21] Guess he somewhere gettin' that paper, he can't pick up the phone\n[02:23.86] Wish him the best, leave him alone and let him stay in his zone\n[02:26.36] And once he fall the fuck off then fuck him, he on his own\n[02:29.95] Since I came home, right when I came home\n[02:35.83] Since I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\n[02:40.98] Since I came home, right when I came home\n[02:45.63] Since I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\n[02:51.70] I just almost lost it all, for my niggas\n[02:55.63] Just sat in the cell, ten thousand miles away from my child, for my niggas\n[03:03.47] It's when I realized I gotta start livin' for my child, and not my niggas, know what I'm sayin'?\n[03:11.38] I remember not havin' nothin' to read in the cell for a whole month you know what I mean?\n[03:19.20] The fuckin' guards took me to the library and all the books was in German and shit\n[03:25.84] You know what I'm sayin', nigga?\n[03:28.73] That almost broke me down you know\n[03:33.79] Erica flew all the way over there\n[03:38.98] Brought a nigga some books, know what I'm sayin'?\n[03:42.18] 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don't want my daughter to do\n On the blade, tryna get paid, choppin' hard with the crew\n Type of shit I did to make me feel a part of the crew\n 'Til I cut my niggas off, now I'm apart from the crew\n I'm playin' my own so I cannot play y'all positions for my niggas\n They hate me pocket watchin', they got me distant from my niggas\n Shit's so fake this days, I got's to keep a pistol around my niggas\n Got me on some Grayson Allen shit, I'm trippin' on my niggas, Lord\n Chevy dookie blue on them 22's\n Cali pack will send them bitches through, let them bitches move\n Everyday I toke a couple Qs, serve that after school\n Momma take my money, yeah, that's cool but she don't approve\n Birds take a bath, dip them in the pool\n 'Bout to hit them bitches with the soda, watch them do the fool\n Everyday I toke a couple Qs, serve that after school\n Momma take my money yeah that's cool but she don't approve\n Since I came home, right when I came home\n Since I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\n Since I came home, right when I came home\n Since I came home, police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\n I ain't seen my nigga since I came home\n Thought it'd be bottles and bitches right when I came home\n Found out my problems was bigger right when I came home\n Police across the street takin' pictures right when I came home\n I can't keep a bitch 'cause I can't feel the love\n They always say there was somethin' there when there never was\n I donate money to children but I'm still sellin' drugs\n Yeah, I get that yol' for the low-low but was I really plug?\n Life was off my mental, wasn't plugged in\n Every day I pray the Lord the lotto scratch my plug out\n Stay off the phone, ain't no service up in this drug house\n Smell too strong to hit Sunday service, I'm shippin' drugs out\n I ain't seen my nigga since I came home\n Guess he somewhere gettin' that paper, he can't pick up the phone\n Wish him the best, 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