THE L O N G WAY H O ME
"Money, cars and fame, what you are, a name
People think, start to change
I can try hide it, try fight it
No point, things just aren't the same
The hood just ain't the same
Crime rise, gun wars, bang bang
This ain't a game
Been there, done that, wore the T-shirt
Got the marks, scars from the wars
Tryna gain a name, make a way
Take the game, then charge through the doors
I'ma keep going, keep flowing"
"Bottles, bottles, pour it all
Please pour these bottles, bottles for our heavy hearts
Our heavy hearts
My love runs so deep, sit here and pray to God
'Cause we just did it all and the shit's too different
When I put on a show, now they wanna listen
I don't know, on my life
They say, nothing was gained, everything lost all out of heartache
But what I know, look at me now, begging for heartbreak"
"It's more than money, this material goals
I'm aware it ain't about these clothes
And that's real, I just hope that you remember me
So I'ma get my foot in the door and leave a legacy"
"Now I'm sitting here thinking 'bout plaques and a Grammy
From me and Bounce testing out the MAC in the alley
How me made it this far's still a mystery
Dropped the mixtape and made history"
"They say it's our time
and I don't wanna be late
I think too much cause
I just wanna be great"
PHOTO STORY INSPIRED BY SONG
The Long Way Home
Krept & Konan