| Song | Homie |
| Artist | KnowledgeBoy |
| Album | Leaders 2 |
| 作词 : GREGORY LCF MOORE III | |
| 作曲 : GREGORY LCF MOORE III | |
| Homie | |
| Chorus: | |
| Baby girl you lonely, | |
| Girl you need a homie, | |
| All these boys are funny, | |
| They don’t got no money | |
| (Repeat) | |
| They don’t got no money | |
| V1: | |
| I’m tryna count this paper, homie see you later | |
| Stack it on the table, cash getting catered | |
| Knowledgeboy is major, he is getting major | |
| I got good behavior, maybe I’m your savior | |
| All this you deserve it, you keep what I had gave ya | |
| They lie about their money, we still counting paper | |
| What they really saying ?, we don’t hear’em talking, | |
| Why they still talking? We out here we bossin | |
| Just came back from Boston, body looking cross fit | |
| She just want to give me brain, her mind needed charging | |
| Go get that shit regardless, watch me how I park it | |
| Oh this vibe is harmless, ladies say I’m charming | |
| Chorus: | |
| Baby girl you lonely, | |
| Girl you need a homie, | |
| All these boys are funny, | |
| They don’t got no money | |
| (Repeat) | |
| They don’t got no money | |
| V2: | |
| KnowledgeBoy got flavor, bars cut like a razor | |
| All this treading water, finally I came up - | |
| I’m pitching no hitters, all I throw is change ups | |
| Even life changed up, I won’t let it change us | |
| I’m feeling young and dangerous, All because my weight up— | |
| I own my every royalty, I tell they ass to pay up, | |
| They don’t got no money, you rather take it from me, | |
| I am not know dummy, my pac man eating yummy, | |
| All up in her tummy, fold her origami, | |
| All my women gorgeous, all of them are Feng shui, | |
| The moves I make important, every-days a broad day, | |
| Turn that moan to music babe an play that shit on broadway, | |
| Chorus: | |
| Baby girl you lonely, | |
| Girl you need a homie, | |
| All these boys are funny, | |
| They don’t got no money | |
| (Repeat) | |
| They don’t got no money |
| zuò cí : GREGORY LCF MOORE III | |
| zuò qǔ : GREGORY LCF MOORE III | |
| Homie | |
| Chorus: | |
| Baby girl you lonely, | |
| Girl you need a homie, | |
| All these boys are funny, | |
| They don' t got no money | |
| Repeat | |
| They don' t got no money | |
| V1: | |
| I' m tryna count this paper, homie see you later | |
| Stack it on the table, cash getting catered | |
| Knowledgeboy is major, he is getting major | |
| I got good behavior, maybe I' m your savior | |
| All this you deserve it, you keep what I had gave ya | |
| They lie about their money, we still counting paper | |
| What they really saying ?, we don' t hear' em talking, | |
| Why they still talking? We out here we bossin | |
| Just came back from Boston, body looking cross fit | |
| She just want to give me brain, her mind needed charging | |
| Go get that shit regardless, watch me how I park it | |
| Oh this vibe is harmless, ladies say I' m charming | |
| Chorus: | |
| Baby girl you lonely, | |
| Girl you need a homie, | |
| All these boys are funny, | |
| They don' t got no money | |
| Repeat | |
| They don' t got no money | |
| V2: | |
| KnowledgeBoy got flavor, bars cut like a razor | |
| All this treading water, finally I came up | |
| I' m pitching no hitters, all I throw is change ups | |
| Even life changed up, I won' t let it change us | |
| I' m feeling young and dangerous, All because my weight up | |
| I own my every royalty, I tell they ass to pay up, | |
| They don' t got no money, you rather take it from me, | |
| I am not know dummy, my pac man eating yummy, | |
| All up in her tummy, fold her origami, | |
| All my women gorgeous, all of them are Feng shui, | |
| The moves I make important, everydays a broad day, | |
| Turn that moan to music babe an play that shit on broadway, | |
| Chorus: | |
| Baby girl you lonely, | |
| Girl you need a homie, | |
| All these boys are funny, | |
| They don' t got no money | |
| Repeat | |
| They don' t got no money |