Like Home

[Intro: MadMarcc] Yeah, woo, yeah Got a Draco in the closet With a wood grain handle I'm around every countries Nigga play again, it's mantle [Pre-Chorus: MadMarcc] Run it up now, ooh Give a damn, we don't care what a nigga think (Yeah, yeah) Run it up now, ooh Give a damn, I'ma take this money to the bank (Yeah, yeah) I've been all around the world (yeah) [Chorus: MadMarcc] But the trap still, trap still feel like home (Yeah, yeah) I said the trap still feel like home (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I said the trap still feel like home (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I said the trap still feel like home (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I said the trap still feel like home (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Said the trap still feel like home [Verse 1: MadMarcc] Reppin' on the road, said he doin' shows Didn't see that, I pray for her I know but Trappin' with my bros, trappin' with my bros All I know, it's the way that we have growed up Lookin' at my mint like, "What?, It's cold" Lookin' at my wrist, that pussy mad 'cause he froze up Pull up in that Lamborghini, throw the doors up Nigga want the smoke, wait hold up We can not wait to show up I might be the one who got him rockin' like a boulder Fuck 'em, when I'm on a Perc Won't touch 'em when I'm sober Put him in your armor shirt, won't put him on a poster Glizzy in my pocket, I can't rock it, ain't no hoes here You my flow, would sit there, know that it would give him pneumonia Know that I be drippin', and know that I keep it on Draco in the closet, them motherfuckers so rude Sippin' post [Chorus: MadMarcc] I said the trap still feel like home (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I said the trap still feel home (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I said the trap still feel home (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I said the trap still feel home (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I said the trap still feel home (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Said the trap still feel home [Verse 2: Lil Baby] Thousand miles away, I be gone I got rich and famous, somehow I still pick up the phone For the ones who down the road, yeah Free the fuckin' bros, yeah I can change these hoes out, like I change my clothes now I can nod my head at my lil dogs and make 'em go wild Stop posting my pictures of my drip, they won't have no style Hunnid thousand in my pocket, head nappy, know I get profiled Niggas think I'm sweet, try lick me and it's gon' to go south Never try to dish you or bash you, move on with no problems One thing that I know is once your dollars up, they all gon' swallow They all feel like slidin' the rolls, someone go get my driver Crying when you might not come home, that's what I call solid Fuck around and found me a plug, invested in exotics Never goin' back to my hood, 'cause I ain't gon' leave up out it Make sure that my people, them good, that's what I care about [Chorus: MadMarcc] I said the trap still feel like home (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I said the trap still feel home (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I said the trap still feel home (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I said the trap still feel home (Yeah, yeah, yeah) I said the trap still feel home (Yeah, yeah, yeah) Said the trap still feel home