Home Sweet Home
Lloyd Banks feat. Pusha T Lyrics


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Yeah, twenty miles an hour in my long Bentley
Shame on you hater, this what the Lord sent me
Lately I've been practicing my gas face
Cause that's what I'm a give em when they land in last place
Hand right by the... they ain't too many seeing us
So they wanna take my gifts
But I wrap em with the [?]
My regular [?]
Currency and cashmere
You drove [?] your way, I told her she can crash here
Yeah I'm counting paper like the cashier
Living like I'm limited, breathing like it's my last air
My boy in and out the box, super stupid soldier
Told me if he could do it again he'd do it over
Poverty's king cobra, squeeze ya life out
Cause it's the fatalities and casualties I should write 'bout
These rappers ain't iced out, they just fooling
Running round town fakers, zirconian cubic

[Chorus]
Only money matters in the game, fuck the fame
I gotta eat dollar signs, feed my hunger pain
Music like Heroin, leave you numb the same
Play me like I'm something sweet
Be apart of summer slayin'
Most hate it most doubt it
That's what they shout it
I'm on top now, there's nothing they can do about it
Ya'll better have ya'll guns out
Cause where I'm from, there ain't no way around it
Home sweet home

I'm a fucking rap til you blue in the face
You'll probably turn into smurfs with the time that you waste
Throughout history they throwing shots at the greats
But I shoot back, the Lord ain't designed me for hate
I've never understood Martin Luther with the speech
With the whole World watching me, turn the other cheek?
Never, so there's one left to die in the streets
Cause his long arms happens to connect with his reach
Try to kill you then, them near misses was God's kisses
True Hollywood story, ghetto tie bridges
Different strokes that niggas broke the [?] reach
You only read about the cars that I paddle shift
You only dream about the [?] that I dabble with
Balcony views, postcard, imagine this
White stones, black steel cold chrome
This city's my doormat, them home sweet home

[Chorus]

See me where you see me
Always seen
Off the Queens magazines, pissy hallway scenes
Paying crowds, hunger screams, pressure crumbles teams
Fuck being humble in the jungle where they fumble dreams
Drugs for the living, Henny [?] for the body
Crosses for the power, ghetto for the smiley
Pitbull, I bit my way out the cage, what's happening
Competition got me on the Rampage, Jackson
Part of my reaction to they corny ass raps
Keep flirting with death and get your horny ass clapped
Back for more me, rat tat, kiss the ring, beat respect out them
Bloody heads, turn Timbalands to red bottoms
Fifty bottles just a start now that's how they do it
Carbon fiber through the Spyder playin' rider music
Ain't no question of my resume, I gotta prove it
Life's a bitcha need I get [?]





[Chorus]

Overall Meaning

In "Home Sweet Home," Lloyd Banks and Pusha T address what it takes to make it in the music industry as a successful rapper. They view the game as solely about money because without it, they cannot eat or survive. In the opening verse, Banks describes his luxurious lifestyle of driving a Bentley and wearing cashmere. Despite his wealth, he holds onto his roots and offers a place to stay for a girl who needs it. Banks also emphasizes his ability to make money by comparing his counting of money to that of a cashier. He ends his verse with a message about the tragic reality of poverty as a king cobra that can squeeze out one's life. In Pusha T's verse, he flexes his lyrical abilities by stating how he will "fucking rap" until his haters turn blue in the face. He alludes to historical figures such as Martin Luther King Jr. and uses their message to not turn the other cheek but instead stand up for oneself in the face of adversity. Throughout his verse, Pusha T emphasizes his wealth and success by claiming that the cars and lifestyle other rappers dream about are just a reality for him.


The chorus is a reflection of the rappers' patience and hard work paying off as they acquire wealth and success. They emphasize that there is no way around it, and anyone who wants to succeed in their line of work must put in the effort to do so. The phrase "home sweet home" refers to their reputation and fame in their hometown.


Overall, the song is a message to all aspiring rappers that success comes with perseverance, hard work, and patience in the face of adversity.


Line by Line Meaning

Yeah, twenty miles an hour in my long Bentley
I'm cruising in my luxurious car and enjoying life.


Shame on you hater, this what the Lord sent me
I'm grateful for my success and won't let negativity bring me down.


Lately I've been practicing my gas face
I'm preparing to show my disdain for those who come in last place.


Cause that's what I'm a give em when they land in last place
I'm going to show contempt to those who don't measure up.


Hand right by the... they ain't too many seeing us
I'm in a select group of people that's above the rest.


So they wanna take my gifts
People envy my wealth and success.


But I wrap em with the [?]
I take care of my possessions and don't let others take them from me.


My regular [?]
My everyday attire is made of expensive materials.


Currency and cashmere
I have both money and luxury items.


You drove [?] your way, I told her she can crash here
I'm wealthy enough to provide shelter for those in need.


Yeah I'm counting paper like the cashier
I'm focused on accumulating wealth.


Living like I'm limited, breathing like it's my last air
I'm living each day to the fullest, like it could be my last.


My boy in and out the box, super stupid soldier
My friend has been in and out of prison, but he's tough and resilient.


Told me if he could do it again he'd do it over
My friend regrets some of his past choices but has learned from them.


Poverty's king cobra, squeeze ya life out
Poverty can be deadly and lead to poor health and well-being.


Cause it's the fatalities and casualties I should write 'bout
The harsh realities of life and the struggles that people face should be addressed in music.


These rappers ain't iced out, they just fooling
Other rappers may appear flashy, but they're not really as wealthy as they seem.


Running round town fakers, zirconian cubic
They're pretending to have diamonds, but they're actually wearing fake jewelry made from cheap materials.


[Chorus]
Money is the only thing that matters in the industry, and I won't let the pursuit of fame distract me from staying hungry.


I'm a fucking rap til you blue in the face
I'm going to keep rapping until you get tired of hearing me.


You'll probably turn into smurfs with the time that you waste
You're wasting your time criticizing me instead of focusing on your own success.


Throughout history they throwing shots at the greats
Even the most successful people have been criticized throughout history.


But I shoot back, the Lord ain't designed me for hate
I respond to criticism with resilience and positivity.


I've never understood Martin Luther with the speech
I don't believe in a nonviolent response to injustice like Martin Luther King Jr.


With the whole World watching me, turn the other cheek?
Why would I ignore people who are trying to hurt me, especially when the whole world is watching?


Never, so there's one left to die in the streets
I won't let people walk all over me or those around me, and I'll always stand up for what's right.


Cause his long arms happens to connect with his reach
He's able to defend himself and others because he has the power to make a difference.


Try to kill you then, them near misses was God's kisses
Even when people try to hurt you, there are always blessings in disguise.


True Hollywood story, ghetto tie bridges
My story is like something out of a movie, and I come from a rough background.


Different strokes that niggas broke the [?] reach
My success and life experiences are unique and different from others who have tried and failed.


You only read about the cars that I paddle shift
My cars are top-of-the-line and expensive, something most people can only dream of.


You only dream about the [?] that I dabble with
The women I spend time with are unattainable for most men.


Balcony views, postcard, imagine this
I have an incredible view from my balcony, something most people can only imagine.


White stones, black steel cold chrome
My jewelry is made of the highest quality materials.


This city's my doormat, them home sweet home
I'm on top of the world in this city, and it feels like home.


[Chorus]
Money is what drives me, and no one can stop me from achieving my goals.


See me where you see me
I'm always out in public and not afraid of being recognized.


Always seen
People know who I am and can't ignore me.


Off the Queens magazines, pissy hallway scenes
My life has been featured in magazines and movies that depict the harsh realities of where I come from.


Paying crowds, hunger screams, pressure crumbles teams
I've overcome many obstacles and challenges to get to where I am today.


Fuck being humble in the jungle where they fumble dreams
I can't afford to be modest or downplay my success, especially where I come from.


Drugs for the living, Henny [?] for the body
Drugs and alcohol are a part of my lifestyle, and I use them to cope with my problems.


Crosses for the power, ghetto for the smiley
I wear crosses to symbolize my power and influence, but I come from a humble background.


Pitbull, I bit my way out the cage, what's happening
I've overcome many obstacles and fought my way to the top.


Competition got me on the Rampage, Jackson
I'm fiercely competitive and won't let anyone stand in my way.


Part of my reaction to they corny ass raps
I'm unimpressed with the weak lyrics of other rappers.


Keep flirting with death and get your horny ass clapped
Don't mess with me, or you'll end up with serious consequences.


Back for more me, rat tat, kiss the ring, beat respect out them
I demand respect and won't back down against anyone who challenges me.


Bloody heads, turn Timbalands to red bottoms
I leave my enemies battered and bruised on the ground.


Fifty bottles just a start now that's how they do it
I have the money and means to party extravagantly.


Carbon fiber through the Spyder playin' rider music
I'm cruising in my expensive car, enjoying the music and lifestyle that come with success.


Ain't no question of my resume, I gotta prove it
I have a long list of accomplishments, but I'm always working to prove myself and achieve more.


Life's a bitcha need I get [?]
Life is tough, and I need to go hard to get what I want.


[Chorus]
Money is what drives me, and no one can stop me from achieving my goals.




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: CHRISTOPHER CHARLES LLOYD, TERRENCE THORNTON, WILLIAM ALVIN MOSS

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@CallMeMicahT

"You drove your girl away, I told her she could crash here" 🐐

@Iranianjew4life

Why does this song have less than a million views?! These are two of the best rappers in the game and most underrated of ALL TIME!

@ZackAttack20

because clearly not everybody agrees with your opinion

@Iranianjew4life

shutup you ja rule lover

@ZackAttack20

s mo so I'm a ja rule lover by stating that just because you think they're most underrated of all time doesn't mean everybody else does? Solid logic.

@unclewolf6001

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@ZivonDavidIsrael144K

in 2020 im still wondering that 💯

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@brickstrocker

"hand right by the hammer, ain't to many seeing santa so they wanna take my gifts, but i wrap em with the fifth, my regular scent is piff, currensy and cashmere, u done drove ya bitch away i told her she could crash here, yeah, im counting paper like the cashier, living like i'm limited breathing like it's my last air" banks is untouchable

@jessewilliams8942

Facts

@jordanflores5687

S*** is too damn hard

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