Homie John

Everyday (Prod. DLP & Lincoln Traveler)

Taka Hayashi [Prod. FLUSH]

LYRICS:

Chorus: 
I ain't got nothing but my people
I ain't spending life on the shelf
I ain't got nothing but this drive up inside
I ain't got nothing but myself

Verse 1:
I came home a year ago my confidence deflated 
Nothing to be proud of felt that lack of elevation
But I listened to my gut let my passion lead the way
Turned my visions to predictions let the universe create
And the man I am today is not the same as yesterday
And I know tomorrow brings a better me that I can replicate
Brick by brick I built myself this castle 
And I learned along the way there is no task I cannot tackle

Verse 2:
Just got off the phone with CEOs 
Rogue Ego said they're tryna build 
That's what happens when you mix that 
musicality with something real
Doubled back on Coast2Coast 
To prove I had the best approach 
Come Labor Day I'll show Miami Homie Johns' goin' do the most
Local is as local does thats why you stay on local buzz
Copycatting sounds there's nothing different in my town
But I believe in my approach know I'm closing on this money
Powers Radio spins me every week in 20 different countries

Nothing But Myself (Prod. Lincoln Traveller & Homie John)

LYRICS:

Chorus:
I Know
I just keep Waiting on Tomorrow 
I cant help but feel like all my time is borrowed oh oh
Everyday is golden 
If you know how to dig it and just live it for the moment oh oh
Woah woah woah I just keep waiting on tomorrow oh oh 
Woah woah woah I just keep waiting on tomorrow...

Verse 1: 
I been selfish I can't help it
I been hurting on myself and
I'm neglecting on the present always waiting on the next one
Forgive me, I'm willing 
And able just unstable for the moment 
Told myself back on control I couldn't hold it 
Still
Everyday is golden if you understand it's purpose 
You can wash it, polish it, and make the value of it worth it
Besides 
The only thing that separates myself from your currency 
Is some of y'all ain't heard of me
Yet...

Verse 2:
I kept waiting on that day
I kept waiting on that praise 
Waiting on that validation that would document the date
That I made my great escape 
From myself and my old ways
Had to leave myself behind
To become what I became
Now I'm writing down my own legacy 
Seen sign waves change mind states 
Open up your eyes don't be scared to dilate
Seeing is believing it's clear when I say it 
Encapsulate what's been shown to me
I know my time here has been loaned to me
So Ima pay it all back with interesting 
So if it don't make sense it don't interest me

Verse 3:
Take myself on a ride 
See just how high I can fly
See just how deep I can dive 
To see what I can find
To see what I can find yeah yeah
x2

Waiting on Tomorrow (Prod. Lincoln Traveller & Homie John)

LYRICS:

Verse 1: 
I spent the last to weeks meditating on precision 
Tryna get these digits looking like I do this for a living 
Even when I'm on vacation I'm still making payments 
I work in silence like a secret agent, I'm staying patient 
But I swear to god, I'm getting fed up with these fuck boys
That get put on, it's luck I don't trust your come up boy
Maybe It's cuz I don't jock nobody's style
I took the long way round' guess it's just goin' take a while 
But see I'm rabidness  like Cujo
Your real compared to mine is really pseudo 
Keep on kicking game around like Judo 
I'm the new kid on the block but I'm the uno
Y tu a pueto, got a pride full of lions on this new flow
Snappin' like Mufasa, weeding out imposters 
Ducking, dodging, jabbing, like a boxer
I cracked the code, ain't nothing left to decipher 
Consider this the cypher...

Chorus:
Yes I'm a king and I know it
Bury by fear I don't show it
I lead the way for my people 
Never back down I'll defeat you

Verse 2: Yung Heav

Not much fear in the jungle when you thuggin wit apes 
The lions den packed out they been waiting for a plate 
Hard times ain't keep me down its simple struggles to a great 
Them boys lying all crazy on my daughter they fake  
Confused ladies hit my phone Neva stalling the play 
Kept it smooth in my lane wasn't riding a wave 
Close homies play it close like a skin tight fade 
Never into backing down I ain't develop them traits 
Many men dick ride guess anything for the fame 
I seen my guys switch sides they ain't really felt the pain 
Top shotta dondada front line wit my rosters 
Call ya potna scope got um shouldn't tweak wit the mafia 
Who ya homie bro popped um we ain't trippin on violence 
Move silent quit hidden you suppose to be ridin' 
We find um still sliding damn they whole click ain't on shit 
Strapped the fuck down ain't no stocks on these clicks 

Verse 3:
See me and Heav go way back
Picked him out the crowd like the needle in that haystack 
Peasants want that payback
Kings keep it moving
Real ones keep pursuing 
Fakes only play themselves, they don't keep improving
I do this for real, for myself and my people 
These leaches are see through, intentions deceitful
I hope that I reach you, this castle I built 
For my heart, while is peaceful, will smash on your evil
With catapults I had a bolt of lightning for breakfast
Precise I'm not reckless my knights will protect this
I knew this would work from the start 
I let my light shine, like a beacon in the dark
I play the bigger role, see the bigger picture 
Put my team in position to pull up on riches 
If only you had stayed long enough to see it through 
You could have been a king too...

Kings' cypher (feat. Yung Heav)(Prod. Lincoln Traveller & Homie John)

LYRICS:

Verse 1:
Part of me is getting by
Slipping through daily life
Making plans for all I want to do
And part of me is waiting on
The rest of me to move it along
Doing all the things I made plans to do

Bridge:
All my days all my mistakes 
They led me hear right to this place
I won't look back I count my steps 
Hey world you ain't seen nothing yet

Chorus: 
On my way here I go
I'm starting my life out on the road
I trust my feet to carry me on their own
But a part of my prides still stuck at home
With my day dreams
My day dreams
Day dreams keep playing me a fool

Verse 2:
Living two lives
Swallow my pride
But still have the confidence to let my light shine
Why is this road 
Taking so long
I know I'm still young but I'm feeling too old

Day Dreams (Prod. Lincoln Traveller & Homie John)

LYRICS:
Verse 1:
Facts, I be one of them bashing on tracks
but I've been having trouble tryna push this think up to the max
Can you feel me, homie
I know you hear, I know you see me shit I post a couple weekly but
Damn I can't get no momentum 
I take these L's then keep on going I 
Debate a lot, like I should I stop
And then I think naw I ain't goin stop Im just goin make it to the top
Cuz as you can see I don't really give a fuck 
About falling down I just pick it up
Don't concern myself with little stuff
Cuz shit I know my dick big enough
Tryna get paid them big bucks 
Retire at 29, leave the nation go on vacation.. all the time
See the world with my girl 
Help the fam and the parents 
Look right with them fits then go cop me a McLaren
I want all of it, I know the climbs pretty steep 
But Ima keep stepping and I'ma keep

Chorus:
Taking L's like I love to lose
Find myself just looking for a W, W yeah
On my grind like all the time 
I just can't get it right 
I keep in mind the key is time 
So I guess I'm goin keep on trying yeah

Verse 2:
I got some whiskey in me
I'm feeling tipsy 
I got a question for you, is you kidding with me
We lost half the footage, from fucking California
Damn  sayonara sucker it's been real nice knowing ya
I'm just playing but lately I ain't been winning 
Been tryna run a relay race but I'm the only one sprinting yea
The team going through go have fun on the shelf 
Fuck it I guess I'll just start throwing shows all by myself
Cuz I was built for this shit, don't let me reload the clip
While you still baby the safety I guess it is what it is
And damn Bella got the cancer I'm just looking for the answers
Hopefully a higher power helps me out provide the balance and
I know, I know, I know... that's just how it goes sometimes.

Chorus

Taking L's (Prod. Lincoln Teaveller & Homie John)

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Taking L's (Prod. Lincoln Teaveller & Homie John)

Homie John

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