Like Home Ft Lil Baby - Madmarcc Lyrics

[Intro: MadMarcc]
Yeah, woo, yeah
Got a Draco in the closet
With a wood grain handle
I'm around every countries
Nigga play again, it's mantle

[Pre-Chorus: MadMarcc]
Run it up now, ooh
Give a damn, we don't care what a nigga think (Yeah, yeah)
Run it up now, ooh
Give a damn, I'ma take this money to the bank (Yeah, yeah)
I've been all around the world (yeah)

[Chorus: MadMarcc]
But the trap still, trap still feel like home (Yeah, yeah)
I said the trap still feel like home (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I said the trap still feel like home (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I said the trap still feel like home (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I said the trap still feel like home (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Said the trap still feel like home

[Verse 1: MadMarcc]
Reppin' on the road, said he doin' shows
Didn't see that, I pray for her I know but
Trappin' with my bros, trappin' with my bros
All I know, it's the way that we have growed up
Lookin' at my mint like, "What?, It's cold"
Lookin' at my wrist, that pussy mad 'cause he froze up
Pull up in that Lamborghini, throw the doors up
Nigga want the smoke, wait hold up
We can not wait to show up
I might be the one who got him rockin' like a boulder
Fuck 'em, when I'm on a Perc
Won't touch 'em when I'm sober
Put him in your armor shirt, won't put him on a poster
Glizzy in my pocket, I can't rock it, ain't no hoes here
You my flow, would sit there, know that it would give him pneumonia
Know that I be drippin', and know that I keep it on
Draco in the closet, them motherfuckers so rude
Sippin' post
[Chorus: MadMarcc]
I said the trap still feel like home (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I said the trap still feel home (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I said the trap still feel home (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I said the trap still feel home (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I said the trap still feel home (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Said the trap still feel home

[Verse 2: Lil Baby]
Thousand miles away, I be gone
I got rich and famous, somehow I still pick up the phone
For the ones who down the road, yeah
Free the fuckin' bros, yeah
I can change these hoes out, like I change my clothes now
I can nod my head at my lil dogs and make 'em go wild
Stop posting my pictures of my drip, they won't have no style
Hunnid thousand in my pocket, head nappy, know I get profiled
Niggas think I'm sweet, try lick me and it's gon' to go south
Never try to dish you or bash you, move on with no problems
One thing that I know is once your dollars up, they all gon' swallow
They all feel like slidin' the rolls, someone go get my driver
Crying when you might not come home, that's what I call solid
Fuck around and found me a plug, invested in exotics
Never goin' back to my hood, 'cause I ain't gon' leave up out it
Make sure that my people, them good, that's what I care about
[Chorus: MadMarcc]
I said the trap still feel like home (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I said the trap still feel home (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I said the trap still feel home (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I said the trap still feel home (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I said the trap still feel home (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Said the trap still feel home2