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Damn Homie (feat. Lil Durk) - Acapella

de A Boogie Wit da Hoodie

(We got London on the track)

My nigga, I can see the spotlight and I can see the cameras rollin'
I never thought that it'd be my time, I doubted myself when I was really chosen
You ain't gang if you ain't hop the train with us, put in pain with us, you ain't even bust at no opps
And my side bitch cheated on her main nigga with my gang, it still hurts even though she's not mine

And I don't want no new homies, I'll probably rob 'em
In Miami thirteen deep and we all got it on us
V6, I chartered a trip back
Back when I was strugglin', my mom and my broskies was the only ones to get made
I know they ain't gon' never switch up, it's hard not to forgive my dawgs
And I put that on my soul, I will never give up, they can't stop me from goin' off
Late night, outside, slidin' with it, it's on me
Mom said: Be careful, don't you die on me
Lost some of my broskies I loved and I cared for
If I wasn't so famous, I would go slide

My nigga, I can see the spotlight and I can see the cameras rollin'
I never thought that it'd be my time, I doubted myself when I was really chosen
You ain't gang if you ain't hop the train with us, put in pain with us, you ain't even bust at no opps
And my side bitch cheated on her main nigga with my gang, it still hurts even though she's not mine (Smurkio)

Grammy nominated to a Grammy winner (Oh)
If I gave a speech, I would've thanked the lowest part of the trenches
Rags to riches, my balance ain't been low in a minute
Your ex ain't got this, this Patek, it's a special edition (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
The hood love you when you up, you could be a regular nigga (Oh)
Your mama bills late as hell, but you be there for them bitches (Be there for them bitches)
Your son had a football game and you ain't never attended (Attended)
Your daughter graduated too, but you can never remember
I'm with my brothers wrong or wrong, this the blooda in me (Blooda in me)
I'd rather trade the old love for this luxury (Luxury)
I lost my brother, no matter what, the shit be fuckin' with me (Fuckin' with me)
I'm just a product of my environment, they fuckin' with me (Fuckin' with me)
Your nigga fuckin' on your friend, them niggas ain't got no manners (Ain't got no manners)
You gotta trust your instinct, you gotta follow the pattern (Follow the pattern)
You ain't never fall in love, but Smurk fuckin' you better (Fuckin' you better)
I'm the one that cuffed you up, got the bitches so jealous

My nigga, I can see the spotlight and I can see the cameras rollin'
I never thought that it'd be my time, I doubted myself when I was really chosen
You ain't gang if you ain't hop the train with us, put in pain with us, you ain't even bust at no opps (You ain't bust at no opps)
And my side bitch cheated on her main nigga with my gang, it still hurts even though she's not mine (Not mine)

My nigga, I can see the spotlight

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