[Intro]
Dbmaj7
Babe, can you go check on her real quick?

[Chorus]
Dbmaj7          Cm7
Alright, safe— where you're from, Bunce Road, throw your hands up
(Babe, can you go check on the baby real quick?)
Fm7             Eb7
It’s that Bragg Boulevard, reportin' live from (Safe—)

Dbmaj7          Cm7
I know the whole world blowin' up your phone
Fm7             Eb7
I wanna know, n***a, when you’re comin' home? (Yeah, alright, safe—)

Dbmaj7          Cm7
Kane Road, Eutaw, throw your hands up
Fm7             Eb7
Bonnie Dune, Lewis Heights, yeah, it's been a while (Alright, safe—)

Dbmaj7          Cm7
I know the whole world blowin' up your phone
Fm7             Eb7
I wanna know, n***a, when you're comin' home? (Uh)

[Verse 1]
Dbmaj7          Cm7
Yo, Jermaine, what's thе word?
Fm7             Eb7
I got a new number, delеte that old one
Dbmaj7          Cm7
By now, I'm sure you must’ve heard
Fm7             Eb7
’Bout how I got jammed up and had to sit some

Dbmaj7                        Cm7
It's nothin’, though I did longer bids, this was a quick one
Fm7                           Eb7
I never hit you 'cause I know n***as be playin' victim
Dbmaj7          Cm7
Beggin' you for big sums of dough
Fm7                       Eb7
When income’s low, that ain't my style, it'll never be

Dbmaj7                          Cm7
To me, you'll always be my dog, not a celebrity
Fm7                      Eb7
And plus, you did enough, wired me bands
Dbmaj7                Cm7
Way back when it was rough, last night
Fm7                      Eb7
When it was dusk, ran into Jizzle at Cross Creek

Dbmaj7                    Cm7
You know how he be movin' like he in a rush
Fm7                                  Eb7
Told him, "Come through to the crib over at Haymount Hills"
Dbmaj7                       Cm7
We sat in my living room, where then we lit a Dutch
Fm7                     Eb7
I ain't even know that he smoke like that

Dbmaj7            Cm7
Drank a few beers, it's been years since we joked like that
Fm7                           Eb7
Yo, I seen Brina on the 'Gram, she don't post like that
Dbmaj7                       Cm7
But bro, she's still bad, one of the baddest b****es the 'Ville had
Fm7                          Eb7
Lotta these hoes fallin' off, and it's real sad

Dbmaj7                Cm7
How time can rob us of our best days
Fm7                   Eb7
As we slave for peasant wage with no nest egg
Dbmaj7                   Cm7
Saved for rainy days, but anyways, what's up?
Fm7                Eb7
I thought about you, holla at me

Dbmaj7                      Cm7
I would love to catch up, I know you busy
Fm7                         Eb7
But you in my prayers, God bless you and your affairs
Dbmaj7                          Cm7
Stay aware 'cause real n***as is rare, dog, safety

[Chorus]
Dbmaj7          Cm7
Safety, safety, safety
(Westside, Cliffdale, throw your hands up, Merc Mob, Shaw Road, reportin' live from)
Fm7             Eb7
I know the whole world blowin' up your phone (Safety, safety)
Dbmaj7          Cm7
I wanna know, n***a, when you're comin' home?
Fm7             Eb7
Safety, safety, safety
(Northside, Terror Garden, where my dogs from, Hope Mills, Grays Creek, yeah, it's been a while)
Dbmaj7          Cm7
I know the whole world blowin' up your phone
Fm7             Eb7
I wanna know, n***a, when you're comin' home? (Uh)

[Verse 2]
Dbmaj7               Cm7
Ayy, bro, what's goin' on?
Fm7                        Eb7
I feel no way when you don't respond, dog
Dbmaj7                Cm7
I know your heart, and I know our bond
Fm7                            Eb7
I know a lot is on your plate and more is on your mind

Dbmaj7                     Cm7
But still I hit you time to time when you crossin' mine
Fm7                        Eb7
I heard that big Mal died, and no, I couldn't tell you the cause
Dbmaj7                      Cm7
I know fentanyl's been leavin' brothers cross-eyed and things
Fm7                                    Eb7
Can't tell what's killin' more n***as, drugs or crossfire

Dbmaj7                Cm7
When moms cry, it's a shame, as of late, I've seen
Fm7                       Eb7
An uptick in motorcades, but not for the president
Dbmaj7                    Cm7
These processions are for the negligent
Fm7                    Eb7
So I don't care to hang out

Dbmaj7                            Cm7
These younger n***as even quicker than I was to bang out
Fm7                        Eb7
Oh, s**t, forgot to say I got a daughter now
Dbmaj7                   Cm7
Here's a picture, she's startin' to look more like her father now
Fm7                          Eb7
When she cries, her mama put on your songs to calm her down

Dbmaj7                        Cm7
It's wild, how just the sound of your voice, it brought a smile
Fm7                       Eb7
Dog, I'm proud, you made it out of this b***h
Dbmaj7                        Cm7
Few things are better when a n***a from the bottom get rich
Fm7                            Eb7
Although I'm sure it brings its own set of problems

Dbmaj7                          Cm7
Most of the city love you, though a couple seem jealous of your stardom
Fm7                               Eb7
Like, what's up with old buddy that's makin' songs 'bout you?
Dbmaj7                            Cm7
Was about to punish him vicious, but then I thought about you
Fm7                                 Eb7
And what you would say, might tell me to chill, but he violatin' for real
Dbmaj7                                          Cm7
Let me know when you comin' back to the 'Ville, dog, safety

[Chorus]
Dbmaj7          Cm7
Safety, safety, safety
(Seabrook, Faye' State, throw your hands up, wooh, Hillsborough, central jive, reportin' live from)
Fm7             Eb7
I know the whole world blowin' up your phone (Safety, safety)
Dbmaj7          Cm7
I wanna know, n***a, when you're comin' home
Fm7             Eb7
Safety, safety, safety
(Raeford Road, Hoke County, put your hands up, [?] underdogs, now we worldwide)
Dbmaj7          Cm7
I know the whole world blowin' up your phone
Fm7             Eb7
I wanna know, n***a, when you're comin' home

[Verse 3]
Dbmaj7                  Cm7
Yo, hit me back when you get the chance
Fm7                           Eb7
So many of our peers passed away through the years
Dbmaj7                         Cm7
My appreciation for airs in my lungs has been enhanced
Fm7                                     Eb7
Yo, Quay passed last night from medical conditions that were too advanced

Dbmaj7                 Cm7
For doctors to intervene, they couldn't do a thing
Fm7                                  Eb7
They say he dwindled away until his size was that of a figurine
Dbmaj7               Cm7
It seemed just like a mystery
Fm7                         Eb7
Some say it was Acquired Immune Deficiency Syndrome

Dbmaj7               Cm7
We been known what team he acknowledged
Fm7                    Eb7
Since we was kids, he lived in a closet
Dbmaj7                     Cm7
But that changed soon as he went to college
Fm7                            Eb7
Up there wilin' in the A&T, runnin' with fruity types

Dbmaj7              Cm7
D**k in the booty types, tight pants
Fm7                  Eb7
Switchin' their hips, paintin' their nails
Dbmaj7                     Cm7
So n***as from the Ville had to distance ourselves
Fm7                          Eb7
He felt a way, remember, he was beefin' with me

Dbmaj7                     Cm7
That's when he moved to the A, I guess, so he could be free
Fm7                                   Eb7
But years later, I heard they seen him walkin' on Bragg (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Dbmaj7                Cm7
At 2 a.m. with a lace front, dressin' in drag
Fm7                          Eb7
I shook my head, but still, I began to feel bad (Oh-oh)

Dbmaj7                             Cm7
It's like his lifestyle was blockin' all the love that we had
Fm7                                   Eb7
We turned our backs on him, some of us called him a f— (Oh-oh-oh-oh)
Dbmaj7               Cm7
Nah, time's changed, I know that's wrong
Fm7                               Eb7
Now that we grown, I wish I could apologize, 'cause we did him wrong (Oh-oh)

Dbmaj7                       Cm7
Man, why it feel like recently n***as ain't livin' long?
Fm7                                  Eb7
Rest in peace to your boy Filthee, I heard about that too
Dbmaj7                      Cm7
Last summer, lotta brothers had got murdered out the blue
Fm7                      Eb7
Shit was wild, but anyhow, just reachin' out

Dbmaj7                Cm7
Bearin' bad news infused with what I'm thinkin' 'bout
Fm7                  Eb7
Here go the obituary, and just in case
Dbmaj7                       Cm7
There's a program attached that gives you the time and place
Fm7                                    Eb7
It's that funeral home off the merc', the one adjace'

Dbmaj7                     Cm7
To that used car lot where I copped that Ford Escape
Fm7                           Eb7
I know fame make that s**t hella awkward to be at wakes
Dbmaj7                           Cm7
But I bet it mean a lot to his family to see your face
Fm7                            Eb7
If you can make it home, the viewin' is on Thursday
Dbmaj7                 Cm7                             Eb7
Funeral on Friday, by plane or by highway, yo' safety

[Outro]
Dbmaj7  Cm7  Fm7  Eb7
Safety, safety, safety
N.C
Safety (Safety, safety)
Huh, alright, safety time's up, too stressed to reply (Safety, safety)