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!