Silas Price - Make It Home (Bonus Track)

(Broken Hearts on the staircase
Pray to God ona daily that I actually Make It Home
Living life fast on the edge, I know I gotta take it slow)
Pray to God ona daily that I actually Make It Home
Living life fast on the edge, I know gotta take it slow
Used to go with flow, but I learned how to take control
You can have a big heart but this world can make it cold
Lord why they hating on me
Fake friends just be making drama
Only thing I chase is commas
Only command I take is mamas
Make demands, and face some trauma
Shake the hands, that be faking on me
Make some plans of my greatest moments
Make a stand, we steady going
Niggas be dying over little shit.
Your bestfriend could just be your enemy
Hoes make hard to just be intimate
Wonder if their feelings really legitimate
One of a kind, and ain't no equivalent
Ain't talk in some time, I know it's been a minute
Lost my mind all over the incident
Wondering why they took all my innocence
Became so numb, these drugs a stimulant
Drank in my cup, you know some liquor in it
I speak up, and I'm articulate
Plans discussed then we go Implement
I know some brothers still in Imprisonment
Make it so tough to just to be vigilant
They make up stories as if you were villainous
I remove myself if I'm not feeling it, nooo
Pray to God ona Daily that I actually Make It Home
Living life fast on the edge, know I gotta take it slow
Got some people who gone ride, that I know gone play they role
Got a family to see, so I need to Make It Home
Broken hearts on a staircase
Niggas dying er'day
They foul, no fair play
Outta this world, I'm in Aerospace
All you can do is stay at home
Why is it so hard nowadays just get along?
Pray to God ona Daily that I actually Make It Home
Living life fast on the edge, know I gotta take it slow.
Got some people who gone ride, that I know gone play they role
Got a family to see, so I need to Make It Home
Broken hearts on a staircase
Niggas dying er'day
They foul, no fair play
Outta this world, I'm in Aerospace
Got some people who gone ride, that I know gone play they role
Got a family to see, so I need to Make It Home!

Written by:
Silas Price

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