Alejandro Reynaga - Home Run

[Verse 1]
You want it, you gotta go get it
Everything I purchased, I earned off a pittance
I been steady workin'
Low wage livin'
One thing's for certain
I worked for my privilege
Covid unemployment got me thinkin' different
Trump gave me more money when my job's didn't
19 thousand in an 8 month period
Now why would I take any company serious?

[Hook]
Grind tons, hit home runs
If you're comin' off the clock, grab a cold one
If you're stayin' out to rob, bring a cold gun
If you make it back alive, that's a home run
Wake em' up with a home run
If you're comin' off the clock, grab a cold one
If you're stayin' out to rob, bring a cold gun
If you make it back alive, that's a home run

[Verse 2]
I could give a fuck what they said
They don't give a fuck about my breath
I live for myself until I'm dead - yes
I had to learn the hard way that some bitches don't care
They'd rather see you drown than put em' up in the air
If y'all still around, keep starin' at my flair
Tell ya what I'm gonna do right fuckin' here

[Hook]

[Outro]
Bitches come and go
What I could be
In my dreams
Don't stop me

Written by:
Alejandro Reynaga

Publisher:
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