Make It Home

[Chorus]

In the ride tryna make it home

Big waps tryna take off domes

Really tryna do man proper

Only school boys will bring their phones

Got rid of my favourite tracky

Couldn't think twice, it had to go

Or it would've been Serco trips

And waking up to early soc'

Now I'm more focused on bands

Cah ridin' don't make me dough

But I fell in love with ridin'

So for now I'ma have to do both

If he fucks with the opps

He gets smoke from his head to toe

In the field I strike and shoot

Ronaldo, the way I finesse these goals

[Verse]

Sit back, laugh with the gang

Watchin' these opp boys lie on tracks

Last time that punk saw me he ran

So don't know why he's got all this chat

These punks wanna splash on shoes

Me, I'd rather splash on a brand new wap

What's some loubs gonna do

When I hop out the ride with the dots and double tap?

Still out 'ere taking risks

The things I've seen, no, you wouldn't believe

And the feds tryna get me birded

Suttin' got smoked and they're blamin' me

Feds at my door again, no uniform, it was CID's

Wanna take me back to the wing

That's hella Big Bang and ITV

Time is money and no, I ain't wasting time, no way, I'm fine

And if I ever get grabbed I won't cry

Cah I know it was worth the crime

I was movin' young and dumb

Used to sleep with smoke in the crib

If feds would've spun my drum

That would've been CB gone for a bit

Now man step correct

One phone call and that ting's on deck

Them punks try shoot at my friends

So I got that skeng and shot one of them

This is the truth I'm saying

Civilians call this terror but me, I just call this playin'

You don't wanna sleep with the fishes

Get 'round there and show them drillin's

But now I gotta move on point

I ain't tryna join my friends in prison

I know that I might sound fucked

But I only wanna see them in visits

My nigga say it's all love

Give me the green light and I'll drill it

But now I can't trust a soul

All I trust is this rusty pole

All the ice you got on froze

Ain't gonna change that your boy turned ghost

All these bells in the clip ain't enough

No way, I need unlimited smoke

Lurk on your block, late night patrols

Still out 'ere in broad day scoring goals

[Chorus]

In the ride tryna make it home

Big waps tryna take off domes

Really tryna do man proper

Only school boys will bring their phones

Got rid of my favourite tracky

Couldn't think twice, it had to go

Or it would've been Serco trips

And waking up to early soc'

Now I'm more focused on bands

Cah ridin' don't make me dough

But I fell in love with ridin'

So for now I'ma have to do both

If he fucks with the opps

He gets smoke from his head to toe

In the field I strike and shoot

Ronaldo, the way I finesse these goals

In the ride tryna make it home

Big waps tryna take off domes

Really tryna do man proper

Only school boys will bring their phones

Got rid of my favourite tracky

Couldn't think twice, it had to go

Or it would've been Serco trips

And waking up to early soc'

Now I'm more focused on bands

Cah ridin' don't make me dough

But I fell in love with ridin'

So for now I'ma have to do both

If he fucks with the opps

He gets smoke from his head to toe

In the field I strike and shoot

Ronaldo, the way I finesse these goals