Letra da Música Coming Home (Feat. Estelle) de Jim Jones

I'm just tryin' make a home
End of the day
Do you live for the night, bro'?
A few niggas got some cash for me
Few niggas have cost sleepin' still got a pas for me
See you niggas, see you, so I tell em say the last for me
Some say I'm a gar 'cause these niggas blast for me
Living fast life not I'm not a crashed on me
Most my life man I've been getting fast money
So smart I had niggas go to class to me
When I sold drugs they had
the bitches on my stash to me
The new mathematics was the way out
And between here and automatics get his fray out
Feel niggas got to spend a couple days out
For the follow this type of life I'm tryin to make it out
(do you hear this?)
Feels like I'm... for me and take out (facts)
A one drug deal from mistake out (watching moves)
The game change now not a lot of real niggas left broke
Dead on jail a whole lot of real niggas left
And the harder war, what the part is for
And the thoughts getting caught
behind the squad is draw
And hopes to getting part in for sleep
until they sleep and clip
And then shit your ass and become a metaphor
And product of the fast drugs and foreign cars
I know a couple niggas there for it
Know a couple niggas fill up in this fast foreign
That's why I smoke big blunts to the head foreign

I've been living this life so lonely
I've been doing it all for you
Living the fast life, you know that life
And then life is been giving to me, yeah
But now I'm calling from the cold
And it's nothing that I won't do
'cause this life is cold, I've been making home
Just to make you know
Because I'm coming home, ohh
I think you know, ohh
Wait for me though
'cause I'm coming home (for sure)
Yeah!

Couple niggas still doubt on me
Couple niggas had beef, still bear it out for me
Couple niggas bitches
got caught up on the couch with me
Drinking champagne and I can't believe I'm out with me
She love the view so I f*cked her on the balcony
37 floors up, bitch for you the... be
Doors up, tryin to live then in the
Make the ring and Atlanta what the falcons be
They told me D touch the re-touch
And witch niggas but they keep sending cheap shots
I need Louie 13 shots I need the newest 13 drop
In this game I learned 2 things
One keep the gun and get caught up like 2 Chains
'cause life could be a shit sandwich
I'm tryin' wake up in the morning with a bitch sandwich

Put your hands on your shoulders for abracadabra
And was compressed the water
hit in the breakest... spend it
It was winner we had... on my niggas landed
40 gram and for benz and was rather bended
Since when we start let the funny niggas
F*ck the game up and start speaking
for the money niggas
They tell me preach keep speaking for the money niggas
That's in the streets and pack the heat
until they come and get em

I've been living this life so lonely
I've been doing it all for you
Living the fast life, you know that life
And then life is been giving to me, yeah
But now I'm calling from the cold
And it's nothing that I won't do
'cause this life is cold, I've been making home
Just to make you know
Because I'm coming home, ohh
I think you know, ohh
Wait for me though
'cause I'm coming home (for sure)
Yeah!