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letra de 21 - big coach the big homie

[intro: big homie]
uh
tour forever just a laptop and a backpack
learned about the game when i was 21, blackjack
look

[verse 1: big homie]
a menudo; diamonds dancing pluto
they like judo, watch me cut a b-tch, new phone
eighty-two cutlasses and crazy glue
picking up the pieces sick of bleeding sick of saving you
ghost
no more flurries
no more judges, no more juries
no more feelings they get buried
no more pulling up curry; god d-mn
make a plan
i’m forever on the lamb
and i’m like never on the gram
and i get better when it’s sand
ya its beachеs
notepad got some speeches
workin on my thеsis
and i think i might be jesus
naw
i’m just grieving
crying for no reason
all this pain and rainy seasons
i can’t wait til i break even
look
drapetomania;
look it up, i suffer
nights arabia;
that sh-t made me tougher
i was looking for my fatima
and somehow now i’m dracula
i’m bleeding watch me patch it up
quantum leap, bakula
[hook: big homie]
whoa, no no telling;
way i’m touching new roads i might be magellan
i know my rights; stripes like a felon
surfing and i’m selling and i know that water welling
it’s tour forever, just a laptop and a backpack
learned about the game when i was 21, blackjack
so now i’m all in and my girl stopped calling
said that she cannot bare the d-mn pain leaving on a jet plane

[verse 2: big homie]
ya i’m leaving
loki i’m a demon
when my brothers on some other sh-t, that sh-t feel like treason
there be tension i can’t breath and
i can’t mention all the reasons
they be breaking down, debriefing
they don’t love me so i leave em
naw
no wahala
i apologize to allah
all the drugs is from colombia, the plug from guatemala
en mi vida mucha mala
nothing eazy, guala guala
i seen people do the strangest things to family for a dollar
so i… runaway
and end up missing
probably losing karma for the way that i be living
what i’m doing unforgiven
different women i be kissing
is you grown or is you kidding?
why does home feel so forbidden?
oh
back and forth; wimbeldon
serving n-ggas insulin
lose it all on sunday
monday, rich again
never leave the house without it
that’s what i call discipline
swerving through the potholes
stockholm, switzerland
[hook: big homie]
whoa, no no telling;
way i’m touching new roads i might be magellan
i know my rights; stripes like a felon
surfing and i’m selling and i know that water welling
it’s tour forever, just a laptop and a backpack
learned about the game when i was 21, blackjack
so now i’m all in and my girl stopped calling
said that she cannot bare the pain leaving on a jet plane

- big coach the big homie

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