Jackers in My Home

They wipe tears while I wipe fingerprints off led

They say, "Shoot for the stars," I say, "Shoot for the head"

I believe in good times, having peace and fun

But I'm still in my room, tryna grease my gun

Can't let it get rusty if a shootout breaks

The only thing I want jammin' is my screwed-out tape

And tomorrow's the big day, gotta get my rest

45 G's out of town, lick buyin' tres

I'm all alone, my girl said that she couldn't make it

'Cause she caught a - cold, and her whole body's aching

And I feel kind of nervous, butterflies in my stomach

But I drift off to sleep, really thinkin' nothin' of it

Then, something wakes me up, and I open my eyes

Somebody's in my house, I'm heartbroken 'cause I

Couldn't tell my mom "bye," they finally caught me slippin'

I'ma die like a man, homeboy, I ain't trippin'

Gunshots to my dome, jackers in my home

Nothing too fancy, just your average tombstone

I'm sorry that I chose the life under the curse

I'll be dressed in a suit and finally goin' to church

Gunshots to my dome, jackers in my home

Nothing too fancy, just your average tombstone

I'm sorry that I chose the life under the curse

I'll be dressed in a suit and finally goin' to church

Dreams of the cream, enemies on different teams

Red beans in my house, man, this sh- is so extreme

I saw 'em dressed up in all black with the mask

And I knew they was coming for the birds and the cash

So I rolled out my bed, hit the floor, and start crawlin'

And this is the price that you pay when you're ballin'

But how did they get the spare key to my crib?

It had to be my b-, she gon' die if I live

Usually, I keep a black Glock on my dresser

And I'm hearin' someone whisper, sayin', "Los, I'ma getcha"

And I'm knowin' it's the devil, but I pay it no mind

I've been dodging that fool ever since I was nine

Gotta make it to the closet, where I keep my Mossberg

Slug shots, one hit, never speak another word

Little did I know they had night vision goggles