Soon as I get home lyrics

[Verse 1: 2Pac]

Dear baby, it's me again, stuck inside this max pen

Tryna pay my debt for all my sins

See, these penitentiary times be so heavy on my mind

At times it's like I'm livin' just to die

I'm livin' in hell, stuck in my jail cell

Stranded in the county jail, waitin' for my chance to post bail

I wanna be paid in large stacks and mash in fast Jags

I blast and wonder "How long will I last?"

My memories fade when I'm intoxicated

Bustas are shady so I'm dumpin' on cowards crazy whenever faded

I know I said it all before, but now I mean it

Visions of me and you ballin', so crystal clear I seen it

Even though you mad at me, you'll be glad to see the strategy

Of makin' these chips come so easily

I max out in the morning, baby, life is good

Me and you against the whole hood – soon as I get home

[Hook: 2Pac]

Grab my straps, locate my comrades

Let's get my enemies not knowin' I'm comin' back

Soon as I get home

Go get the money out the safe

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

Soon as I come home

[Verse 2: 2Pac]

Sittin' here lookin' at pictures of me and you livin'

But now you out in the world, while I'm twistin' in prison

Love letters come daily, words of affection

You send me money and nude pictures, beggin' for some sexin'

Stay wide open, keep your eyes peeled

And my advice is "Keep it real or you can die squeelin'."

Plus, I never had to worry 'bout a visit, ‘cause you're there daily

Guards tryna get your number, you don't dare tell me

Tongue-kissin', steady humpin', tryna touch up somethin'

Before the C-O in the corner jump in, frontin'

Late night reminiscin', everybody's quiet

I think something's in the air, prepare for the riot

It's padlocks in my socks, steel from the bed springs

I touch 'em with thug love and then let they heads ring

I started a war but now I'm gone

Release me to the streets in the mornin', it's on soon as I get home

[Hook: 2Pac]

Grab my gats, locate my comrades

Let's get my enemies not knowin' I'm comin' back

Let's get my money out the safe

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

Soon as I get home

[Verse 3: Yaki Khadafi]

Since you've been gone

My whole life's been like a game of Cee-low

Thinkin' big, like the kid from Casino

Fulfillin' my dreams like Nino

Brown, the whole town be shook up

And me and Mama survivin'

Depends on how many rocks a nigga cook up

Narcotics got traffic, seen those niggas you blasted

Wantin' me in a casket, on a ground, kind of plastic

Yeah, nigga, I heard, Lil' Mu gave the word

You get paroled on the third, it's all love

We out here frontin', still here but all about nothin'

But double O's is what I'm wantin'

And I'm tryna see somethin' that we ain't never had

Luxury life, results livin' bad

Tricks of the trade, shit that shoulda been taught by Dad

But learned through the crew

Lessons between me and you

And once we lock this shit down it ain't a thing they can do

Meanwhile I stay waitin' by the phone

Hopin' I'll get a call tellin' a nigga that you home

[Hook: 2Pac *repeats until end*]

Grab the gats, locate my comrades

Let's get my enemies not knowin' I'm comin' back

Go get my money out the safe

It's time to turn the streets into a war zone

Soon as I get home