Make It Home

Tryin' to make it home
Tryin' to make it home
Tryin' to make it home
Tryin' to make it home
Walk through this jungle like I'm never scared
Not of these lions and tigers and bears
I watch out for leeches and snakes and these pigs
That try to stop me from reaching my kids
Maybe I’m too bold, just like my pappy
This world is too cold, but it won’t crack me
Slaving for pennies how can you be happy
You hate your job, but you love family
So you walkin’ out that door and grind for a future you hope to see
Overlooked and undervalued but wifey stamp you like notaries
Jodeci, 'Forever My Lady' until we go to meet our maker But you bring me joy like that song from Anita Baker
When cake be running low, feeling like we need a baker
We’ll sacrifice where needed baby we don’t need a savior
Step up like Zetas ‘til we the next Will & Jada
Or our struggle makes us greater Uh huh
Since I was a kid
I was trying to make it home
Finally bought my own crib
I was trying to make it home
Downsized to a flat
We trying to make it home
Born here but I’m black
So I’m trying to make it home
Stopped me at the border
I’m trying to make it home
Police pull me over
I’m trying to make it home
Devil on my shoulder
I’m trying to make it home
But these goals are even closer
Time to bring’em home
Like the late great Kobe I’m raisin these queens
To let nothing stand in the way of their dreams
Nothing a real man won’t do for their kids
Might miss what you say but they see how you live
Wishing I was home more but I gotta keep the lights on
Working several jobs and trying to find the time to write songs
Wifey grindin’ too but her main gig is WAY harder
Co-owner of our business plus a stay-at-home momma
Can’t be bringin’ home drama, bruh… mainly good vibes
Work harder than a motherf… but we live a good life
Neighbors hit or miss, my skin color still a threat
I feel I’m owed respect but I’m the one that’s still in debt
I make a honest living in a land built on a lie
Hard to be mad at my brothers that don’t even try
But I’m off… to the next gig, wife waiting on my text
Trying to get a leg up ‘fore they place a foot on my neck
Put arms to my chest. When I leave I’m facin’ fears
Even though that type of ish ain’t happen to your boy in years
When I make it home she breathe a sigh of relief
Kiss my wife and kids so they finally get some sleep
Since I was a kid
I was trying to make it home
Finally bought my own crib
I was trying to make it home
Downsized to a flat...
We trying to make it home
Born here but I’m black
So I’m trying to make it home
Stopped me at the border
I’m trying to make it home
Police pull me over
I’m trying to make it home
Devil on my shoulder
I’m trying to make it home
But these goals are even closer
Time to bring’em home
I ain’t working for
I ain’t working for
I ain’t working for my first name, I’m working for my last
I ain’t working
I... I ain’t working for
I ain’t working for my first name, I’m working for my last
I ain’t working for
I ain’t... I ain’t
I ain’t working for my first name, I’m working for my last
I ain’t working
I ain’t working for my first name,
I'm... I’m working for
For the makers and the doers
I'm... I’m working for
Creators and pursuers
I'm... I’m working for
Risk takers and the star shooters
Hell yeah, we want it all. This is our future
Quit our jobs built a biz and it’s all for the kids
Had to make it happen for it’s too late uh
Won’t let’em inherit fear definitely ending here
Why the hell wouldn’t you want to be great
Now we dip together and we headed to our office
Making plenty progress we some artists helping artists
Ain’t frontin' like it’s easy but living a lie’s the hardest
But walking in your truth is liberating, to be honest
On our Adam Sandler: "Phone, Wallet, Keys"
Grateful we can stand on our own and get what we need
Trying to take our people with us. What fun is winning alone?
We gon’ work together ‘til the day we make it home
Lets go!