Kanye West
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[Hook: man *singing*]
Go ahead, roll it up, and passed around
Cuz lately still a lot of bullshit goin' down
A lot of soldiers ain't make it through this year
So let's just celebrate that we still here
And whoa, never leave me alone
Tell 'em holla at ya boy, cuz I'll be comin' home
I'll be comin' home, never leave me alone
Tell 'em holla at ya boy, cuz I'll be comin' home
I'll be comin'
[Verse 1: Kanye West]
My homie called me like "What up man?"
Not from Florida but what up fam?
It's been a whole lot of hatin' again
And if they hatin' on me, damn what up then?
I met this girl when I was three years old
And what I loved most she had so much soul
She said "Excuse me little homie, I know you don't know me
But uh my name is Wendy and yo I like to blow trees"
And from that point I never blow her off
My cousins come from out of town, I like to show her off
They like to act tough, she like to to' 'em off
And make them straighten up they hat cuz she know they soft
And when I got older she showed me how to go downtown
And at nighttime my face light up so astoundin'
I told her in my heart is where she'll always be
She never fuck with entertainers cuz they always leave
She said if I really cared for her
I really wouldn't have to hit the airport and follow my dreams
Sometimes I still talk to her
But when I talk to her it always seem like she talkin' 'bout me
She said you left ya kids and they just like you
They ran out, started makin' soul beats just like you
But Kanye they just not you
It's funny cuz me and Linda just got through
Talkin' bout what niggas doin', just not new
[Hook: man *singing*]
Go ahead, roll it up, and pass around
Cuz lately still a lot of bullshit goin' down
A lot of soldiers ain't make it through this year
So let's just celebrate that we still here
And whoa, never leave me alone
Tell 'em holla at ya boy, cuz I'll be comin' home
I'll be comin' home, never leave me alone
Tell 'em holla at ya boy, cuz I'll be comin' home
I'll be comin'
[Outro: man *talking/singing*]
I'll be comin' home
When I get there I'll put my arms around you
And hold you
Hey, I love you
Chi-Town I love you
Chicago I miss you, hey
I'll be comin' home
Chi-Town I miss you
I love you, hey
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