Phora Lyrics
"Home"

I got two dollars in my pocket for the bus ride home
For the bus ride home, for the bus ride home
I guess I'm on my own, yeah
I hope I make it home safe
I hope I make it home safe
I hope I make it home safe

My friends are enemies in disguise
Y'all gonna switch up, it's just a matter of time
Seems like the life I used to live is just passing me by
I wanna know some answers Lord, I'm just asking you why
Why you gotta take the lives of innocent kids
And watch their families suffer?
There's people under the bridge asleep without eatin' supper
Plus it's gettin' crazy 'round where I stay
Nowadays it ain't safe 'cause these niggas don't play
Two kids from the east side had a high speed chase with the cops
Right off of Malverne is where they got caught
Runnin' from murder, they ain't stoppin' so they let off some shots
One of them dead at the fatal cost of reppin' the block
The other one locked away for good for taking a life
Everything has a cost and you'll be paying the price
When you put numbers on a nigga's head it ain't gon' be worth it
Karma comes back like a receipt after you makin' that purchase

Waitin' for the bus, hope I get home without gettin' jacked
Past tense, the gangstas are rollin' 'round with a strap
Look, and I just pray to God that they leave me alone
'Cause all I got is two dollars, I'm just tryin' to get home
'Cause it happened to my boy and they said empty your pockets
Took his phone, gun to his head, started checkin' his wallet
Padded him down, took everything he had in his jeans
I'm glad he's alive, I just hope it doesn't happen to me
You don't know whether or not they're gonna pull on that trigger
Just to prove to his niggas from the hood that he's with it
Takin' another person's life just so he can earn some stripes
Jackin' old ladies now, it makes me toss and turn at night
It ain't right if you think jackin' fools is cool
I'mma let you know now, it's gonna catch up to you soon
Pullin' straps on people thinkin' everything's fine
'Til you get caught and you cry to the judge givin' you time
And I'm just speakin' my mind and I don't care if you disagree
I'm just sick of seein' kids get jacked and killed in my city, G

I got two dollars in my pocket for the bus ride home
For the bus ride home, for the bus ride home
I guess I'm on my own, yeah
I hope I make it home safe
I hope I make it home safe
I hope I make it home safe

My friends are enemies in disguise
Y'all gonna switch up, it's just a matter of time
Seems like the life I used to live is just passing me by
I wanna know some answers Lord, I'm just asking you why
Why you gotta take the lives of innocent kids, watch their families suffer?
There's people under the bridge asleep without eatin' supper now