No Home for the Brave Songtext
von Guap

Ones he go brazy

Make it all go away, yeah
I need racky-rack-racks in my safe, yeah
I say "Be careful" not "Be safe", because they break
Oh, 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 me up consistently

Gifties from groceries, that money swipe consistently
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′ about how 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 artfully chose
But the thing about that artist, that′ll sit on your soul
Once you paint outside, you still gotta hang in your home
So if you get somebody that'll part of you

It′s gone away, yeah
I need racky-rack-racks in my safe, yeah
I say "Be careful" not "Be safe", because they break
Oh, 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 they 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 like the major down here
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 we be Q 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 creating the crystal to pitting 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 you got

And they gon′ take it all away, yeah
I need racky-rack-racks in my safe
I say "Be careful" not "Be safe", because they break
Land ain't free, ain′t no home for the brave
Ain't no home for the brave