Letra de Welcome Home - Saba

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Yo, Saba, it's been a minute, you better, you benefited, is that what you thinkin' now?

To rappin', you been committed, your woman throwin' a fit, she like, "Nigga, you cheatin' now?"

Just tell her keep it down, they try to take your dream and keep it down

I been turnin' up like I beat the sound

I been burnin' up if you do pounds

And my time is up, I just mute the crowd

My nigga comin' home soon, he found

If you think you gettin' known soon, don't

I'm better than before

So where I'm gon' get my support at?

Where you go when you on your last?

The fam you actually had before rap

Welcome home a doormat, they all facts, tell 'em niggas

Yeah

Yeah, so where I'm gon' get my support at?

Where you go when you on your last?

The fam you actually had before rap

Welcome, uh, yo, yo

I walked in Def Jam on my nineteenth birthday, I can't recall my eighteenth

Came a long way since the days where we strolled like we homeless and loitered on State Street

I just pray that you get home safely, ironically, the Green Line trained me

'Cause I was softer than cotton startin' college, somethin' that here you can't be

Can't see them niggas gettin' on no time soon, we worried 'bout survival out here

Like, where the hell I'm gon' get my food? Nigga, fuck your song, I don't care

So where I'm gon' get my support at?

Where you go when you on your last?

The fam you actually had before rap

Welcome home a doormat, they all facts, tell 'em niggas

Yeah

Yeah, so where I'm gon' get my support at?

Where you go when you on your last?

The fam you actually had before rap

Welcome, uh

Pain make the best songs and the game made a stepson

But my heart can't be Teflon, I feel everything and some

I got some issues and some, granny worried 'bout her grandson

And I ain't worried 'bout a damn thing, nah, nah

Said pain make the best songs and the game made a stepson

But my heart can't be Teflon, I feel everything and some

I got some issues and some, granny worried 'bout her grandson

And I ain't worried 'bout a damn thing, nah, nah

Said pain make the best songs and the game made a stepson

But my heart can't be Teflon, I feel everything and some

I got some issues and some, granny worried 'bout her grandson

And I ain't worried 'bout a damn thing, nah, nah

Welcome home, welcome home, welcome home

Welcome home, welcome home, welcome home

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