Marc Haize - Home Lyrics

Oh my God
I gotta go
She got my soul

Just gotta make it home to my lady
Just gotta make home to my lady
Oh my God
I gotta go
She's got my soul
Just gotta make it home to my lady

And The devil keep on testing me oh my
But the lord just keep on blessing me
Alright
I'll tell her no
I got control
Waiting at home is my lady
With the burgundy Mercedes
You know I'm try to hit it daily
She say treat me like a lady
Im like baby why you playing
I'll give you the world if I could and you already know that
We go back like a throw back
I ain't going nowhere like four flats
She done aged like red wine
But sweeter than a cognac
Every time I fall right before I hit the ground lift me up like a Prozac
And it feels like destiny
Won't let the devil get the best of me
But you always want to question me
Can't you see I'm trynna build a legacy
With you
I got no patience girl let's leave the
Conversations that just lead to confrontations baby save me the frustrations I'm coming home

Just gotta make it home to my lady
Just gotta make it home to my lady
Oh my God, I gotta go, she's got my soul
Just gotta make it home to my lady
Yea
Just gotta make home to my lady
Oh my God I gotta go
She's got my soul
Just gotta make it home to my lady

And the devil keep on testing me oh my
But i feel like this the best time of my life
I take it slow
Can't love these hoes
Cant wait to get home to my lady
Let no one get between
But these LA girls the finest that I ever scene
No I actually seen the girl from out the magazines
Moved out of third ward this a ghetto dream

Came a long way but a long way to go
I ain't came for a ho but I came for the dough
It's a cold world hope you came with a coat
Move ya heart beat cuz my brain is awoke
Just wanna see my name in ya quotes
These girls wanna a name and a house
In the hills in a room full of hoes
Ye never told the way
She hit my phone like what you doing where you been
Why you never hit me up and why you never checking in
Girl You know I got no patience
Can we leave the conversations
That just lead to confrontations
Baby save me the frustrations
I'm coming home

Just gotta make it home to my lady
Just gotta make it home to my lady
Oh my God, I gotta go, she's got my soul
Just gotta make it home to my lady
Yea
Just gotta make home to my lady
Oh my God I gotta go
She's got my soul
Just gotta make it home to my lady

Coming home
Coming home
Coming home
Coming home
Just gotta get home to my lady