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Homeside
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Homeside was released on August 20, 2025 by Slum Baby Family LLC as a part of the album Cobra Son
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Release DateAugust 20, 2025
LabelSlum Baby Family LLC
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM59

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
4200Kory
4200Kory
Vocals
Chauncey Graham
Chauncey Graham
Vocal Effects
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chauncey Graham
Chauncey Graham
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Darion4real
Darion4real
Mixing Engineer
Leakwop
Leakwop
Producer

Lyrics

We used to sit and we wished for a change
We used to think that we’d die by this age
So I still to live by the law of the gang
But I ain’t no sucka s***, baby I’m thang
We used to sip on a cooly cup
In that park be like 20 to two of us
Lil n**** with problems, you knew it’s us
Man just look what this project s*** do to us
Like the police be killing and shooting us
But that murder s*** ain’t nothing new to us
We was young and we still let that tooly bust
Then go back that park with a cooly cup
I ain’t really to fond of no rapper n****
I come from the street where they wrapping n****
I ain’t tryna glorify trapping n****
But put me in the trap, Ill crack it witcha
Like this is the realest it get, we used to f*** up as kids
Quarter my n**** in jail, a third of my n**** is dead
Other ones still tryna live, this is the price that we pay
But we had the debt before bibs, before a king we was slaves
Or at least they make it hard to forget, they put it all on in the books
So we misbehave
Before a treat we was tricked, life showed a young n**** bricks
I could tell you about multiple licks, or ways that I know how a sucka get hit
Watch who you talking to, everybody ain’t stranger who walking through
Watch if they stopping too
Anybody get popped, it ain’t optional
To be out on this block without you a Glock to shoot
I know some n**** who burnt over guns
Got a lil bread and then blew all they funds
Thought that this life we was living was fun
Then got in a jam and didn’t shoot once
They stealing yo cars and breaking down doors
Speeding through hoods and knocking your hoes
Taking your life then taking your poles
Then get on the net and make it a post
This is the East, f*** is you talking bout
We never speak, prolly just walk em down
Right to the beat, n**** had body count
Before ID, f*** is you talking bout
this all we know, this how it go
If you from my city feel this in your soul
This ain’t no song, n**** this home
This is my home, n**** this POST ROAD
Written by: Chauncey Graham
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