Tom: G minor•
Intro 1
Gm
Dm
F
Gm
Dm
Gm
Verse 1
heh, I'm tryna come home
F
Gm
Sorry nigga, heh, I'm tryna come home
F
Gm
Cm
Well, the walls are talking to me
and I know you think I'm wrong
F
Gm
But sorry nigga, heh,
I'm tryna come home, hey
Verse 2
Gm
Now when the phone start to click in,
your words start to echo
Say you got to hang up but
the man won't let go
F
Oh, my nigga say it ain't so
Gm
Now we speaking on some niggas
F
that he say he ain't know
Cm
We used to steal dirt bikes, dodge raindrops
So close niggas thought we had
Graduated,
gettin' money on the same blocks
But things changed and we ain't end
up in the same box
Hearing whispers,
F
Gm
"it ain't adding up"
Giving you the jailhouse talk
but you ain't mad enough
I never thought I'd be the
last man standing up
I never thought I'd had have to question
F
Cm
"Were you man enough?"
Long letters how the streets
got the best of you
Telling all your cellies how come I
F
Gm
ain't sitting next to you
Yeah, see I can read between the lines
So it's awkward when you
Verse 3
call and I gotta press 5
Gm
Sorry nigga, I'm tryna come home
Sorry nigga, I'm tryna come home
Cm
I think the Feds are looking through
me- can't you hear it in my tone?
I'm tryna come home, hey
Verse 4
Gm
Got me tiptoeing through the
F
Gm
conversation on our calls
Tryna act normal but the
writing is on the wall
It's like I hear you smiling when
F
you heard they hit the wall
Gm
But I just let it ride so I don't
Cm
"They sayin' Tarian been getting
money while I'm gone
And won't he tryna to holla at my
Gm
"Nah, he selling cars,
F
it'd be him and Lil Rome"
Gm
I'm just tryna offset what he was
saying on my phone
Nowadays niggas don't need
shovels to bury you
Pointing fingers like pallbearers
how they carry you
So much for death before dishonor
Might as well have a robe
and gavel like your honor
F
Cm
I just sit and wonder,
play it by the numbers
When you ride like lightning then
you crash like thunder
F
Gm
Seen your baby mama she ain't even
know if she should speak
What the fuck is there to say knowing
F
Gm
her king's now weak saying
Verse 5
Sorry nigga, heh, I'm tryna come home
F
D
Gm
Sorry nigga, heh, I'm tryna come home
Cm
Well, the walls are talking to me and
I know you think I'm wrong
I'm tryna come home, hey
Verse 6
Gm
Let's talk real niggas,
let's speak real, nigga
How many niggas you knew snitching you ain't killed,
nigga?
Covered his own tracks,
F
Gm
he didn't care that
We had a legacy he killed,
Every move we ever made is getting stared at
I bet the man inside his mirror
F
Gm
doesn't stare back
Break your heart when the
man you call your brother
Be the same one that setting in motion
all them undercovers
Called my mom mother,
was at my graduation
When I signed my record deal
you was my motivation
Uh, from great friends now
Gm
Divided by the time he was facing
Verse 7
Once he told me that
Gm
Gm
Sorry nigga, I'm tryna come home
F
Gm
Sorry nigga, I'm tryna come home
Cm
I think the Feds are looking through me-
Cm
can't you hear it in my tone?
Gm
I'm tryna come home, hey
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