Top Songs By Jonah Melvon
Credits
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Donnie Williams
Songwriter
Marcus Johnson
Songwriter
Adesha
Songwriter
J.C. Johnson
Songwriter
Benjamin Carr
Songwriter
Lyrics
To all of my homies, peace
Lookin' for your slice to eat
Finding your balance, we
Searching for good love
Good love Good love Good love
Good love Good love Good love
Good love Good love
Good love Good love Good love
Good love Good love
My homies been displaced, when we Done repped this place
Way before the city face lifted now Different face
Hold the keys when we been seven Deep like aerostars
My posse been on Broadway
Oakland Tech to Moswood Park
51 to 57, my first tour spots
We was the back of the bus like Kwame pock a dots
See I was insecure didn't rock the Latest brands
And I was Meals on Wheels nickle Dimin donut man
But now I'm grown and glazed Oakland to that Jose raised
Eating with these activists holdin Down the family name
We struggled as extended
Family line now caught up in it
Black experience as intended would Was never gone see the light
Would always work
But never own they slice
By design, undermine burn my Legacy
From my sweat to my creations, all My equity
I see the work of those before, so I
Rest in peace
So I rest in peace
So I rest in peace
So I rest in peace
To all of my homies, peace
Lookin' for your slice to eat
Finding your balance, we
Searching for good love
Good love Good love Good love
Good love Good love Good love
Good love Good love
Good love Good love Good love
Good love Good love
I pray to God that this work will pay Off
I don't mind the work cause some Homies laid off
Throwin' out my bait, I hope it catch No loss
Either way I'm winning progress Gone cost
I'm barely getting started
King me broken hearted
For those that came and left
And never got they due, now Departed
To the afterlife so this present life I Feel the breeze
I'm paying homage to their work
Hollerin best believe
You know my black folk been Entreprenew
Been take a dollar and been turn it Two
When the Ken only was for Ken
Not for my name
They was Grandfathered in
While we was Grandfathered Chained
So now I'm spittin freedom, more Then just some pocket change
I'm talkin pull yo seat up at these Table games
That's a different kind of food Different kind of feast
We meal prepin so the whole Neighborhood can eat
So I rest in peace
So I rest in peace
Till I rest in peace
To all of my homies, peace
Lookin' for your slice to eat
Finding your balance, we
Searching for good love
Good love Good love Good love
Good love Good love Good love
Good love Good love
Good love Good love Good love
Good love Good love
Good love Good love Good love
Good love Good love
Good love Good love Good love
Good love Good love
Good love Good love Good love
Good love Good love
Good love Good love Good love
Good love Good love
Writer(s): Johnny Johnson
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