Guapdad 4000 – No Home For The Brave lyrics

Guapdad 4000 – No Home For The Brave lyrics

[?] he go brazy

Make it all go away
I need racky-rack-racks in my safe
I say “Be careful” not “Be safe”, because they break
Ooh, land ain’t free, ain’t no home for the brave

On the roadtrip with my brother, my cousin in the whip with me
The car was from the auction, my uncle gave that gift to me
No fan built or no heat, that snow was hittin’ differently
Couldn’t wait to see my bitch, to suck up me consistently
Gifties from groceries, that money swipe consistenly
Waste a few on the food, the steakhouse look expensively
No more ramen from cups, Hibachi noodles instantly
Yeah, I know I’m shallow, but my pockets still got density (Big bands)
Of course I could’ve been life at my original home
It took my bitch to leave for me to get up and go
Thinkin’ ’bout that weirdo was my feud on the road
It’s funny how I’m scammin’ with a heart full of gold
I consider my taste exquisite, artist awfully chose
But the thing about that artist, that’ll sit on your soul
Once you paint outside your house, you still gotta hang in your home
So if you get somebody that’ll part of you

Make it all go away
I need racky-rack-racks in my safe
I say “Be careful” not “Be safe”, because they break
Ooh, land ain’t free, ain’t no home for the brave

I done took my life from being at stake to eatin’ steak
I see my brother who just here for eight
I seen the startin’ totin’ the Ks and rollin’ up the J
Forgot about I, fell victim to the apes
So I’m flyin’ to the H, I fuckin’ with Trav
He the major down there
They gave big brother his own day
A vicarious vision, wish I was this in the bay
Because I came out so different, niggas don’t see me that way
But I’m coolin’, I’m rulin’, just like the slickest of Rick’s
Livin’ like a Leo, I’m lion though, but I sing like I’m Richie
Can’t [?] and we cuttin’ up, I’m just stackin’ my kimche
Tell my bitch that I love ’em, it’s ain’t dicussion she’s pretty
Come from the [?] pistols
Of course I want silver spoon, all bells and the whistles
They livin’ through them pixels, men, get off your phones
And to the bangers, people who want everything

And they gon’ take it all away
I need racky-rack-racks in my safe
I say “Be careful” not “Be safe”, because they break
Ooh, land ain’t free, ain’t no home for the brave
Ain’t no home for the brave