Not My Home

(Z-Ro)

I haven't smoked a sweet in 27 days

When I'm under pressure, I feel it's necessary to blaze

And I'm asking Jesus what can I do, anytime I go and pray

This world is killing me slowly, my hair is growing gray

I remember not too long ago, bumping given the bums

Now in 99, I'm struggling to live in the slums

I'm not use to the lavish shit, no water no food or no phone

Highly invested and filthy, nigga this is my home

Bout ready to give up the ghost, but only cowards give up the fight

But how can I teach my son to read and write, if there's no lights

What does it take to get a piece, of the motherfucking American pie

When white folks stab you in your back, before they stare in your eye

Working on my last nerve, and what give a motherfucker the nerve

To think that he's better, cap in my face

With a Lexus and Benz, let me run and go chase my cheddar

You see the title is overdue, but they deny me my throne

I must be a foreigner to this place, this world is not my home

(Hook)

This world is not my home, I'm just-a passing through

My treasures are laid out, somewhere beyond the blue

The angels beckon me, from heaven's open doors

And a nigga can't feel at home, in this world no more

Feel at home, in this world no more

(T.A.Z.)

I try to leave it to the Lord, to judge the living

I just hope I'm one of the sons forgiven, when it's time to make decisions

For the scandalous life I'm living, breaking ties for riches

Ain't no friends in bidness, nothing but lies and snitches

Deep in the mind of mischief, money making motivates crime

Soldiers fighting the war blind, or destined to lose everytime

Live by the pain I've seen the flames trapped, more lives than you could believe

My back are facts of scars, of all the times I've been deceased

(Trae)

It's forever, Guerilla until I die

When I'm dead and gone, mama don't you cry

I know, it's too much pain involved

But you gotta be the one, to keep my alive

They wanna see me leave, but they better believe

I'm not going out, without a fight

Everybody wanna charge it to the game

Cause I be living the fame, and I'm on top

Of the game, stop yelling my name

And gon leave me alone, you better get gone

I don't wanna get the chrome, you better go on get away

Hollin' out what's the deal, all because of my skills

And now you claim you real, you better sit back and chill

Lord knows, that I'm just passing through

And they be the ones, that'll be making me do

Thangs, even though I think sometimes I'm wrong

I gotta hold my own, so I can roll on

(Bridge: Peaches and Trae)

Everyday that goes by, it gets harder

I only try to survive, the pain

Can someone, please explain

Why it's driving me insane

Cause the more hope, the more brain

The more light, the more change

The more it stays the same

(I know you heard we guerillas

But I really just, can't take no more

Everybody proceed, to show me love

Therefor this world, is not my home

Why do they wanna see me go

Man I done been through enough

But I know the Lord's, gon take care of me

When I get up above)

(Dougie D)

Peep this, they try to tell me that the world was lovely

But otherwise, they be trying to fuck with me

But I keep my eyes open and lovely

I be balling, can't even be approaching me

Ready to slap motherfuckers, that be approaching me

These hoes ain't fin, to get close me

And land in my house, eating my groceries

Demons be trying, to test a G

When all the anger and pain, been stressing me

But I just can't let it, get the best of me

I ask the Lord to guide and bless a G

Even though I done, and lived the dirt wrong

I'm making a jack, cause the world ain't my home

Everybody wanna see when you fall

Especially, when you done worked so damn hard

So I watch em, with they schemes and plots

Wanna try to come, and take what I got

Infrared dots, on they fat ass knots

And make it sho', that the enemy come to a stop

(Hook 2x)