Tell me when you're coming home again,
Do you think about me now or then?
Please tell me you think about me now, not then.
Come home so we can be friends again.
I met this girl ‘til I was 6 years old,
What I loved about her that she had so much soul,
She said excuse me lil homie,
I know you don’t know me
my name is Iguala, and I like to grow trees,
and from that point I never forgot her at all
Guerrillas came to town, and we hid from them all
brothers like to act tough, but she knows they're soft
We used to mess with tourist and towed them off
When I grew up she showed me how to go downtown
In the nighttime her face lit up,
so astounding,
I told her there will be a place in my heart where she’ll always be
She never messed with men because they always leave.
She said, “It feels like they stomped, and rode on me”
They knew I was cartel affiliated, so they got up and told on me
Maybe that's why last month she got so cold on me.
She said, “Litos, keep your dreams shiny and gold for me.”
Tell me when you're coming home again,
Do you think about me now or then?
Please tell me you think about me now, not then.
Come home so we can be friends again.
If you really cared about her
You would of never left her to follow your dreams
Sometimes I still talk to her
But when I talk to her
It always seems that she wants to talk about me
She said, “You left your friends, and they are just like you
they also have dream, and wanna succeed like you,
But they ain't you”
and I just got through
thinking about life,
this Litos is new
People always tell me that leaving her was wrong
I guess you never know what you got ‘til its gone.
“God put you here for a reason” and I can’t go back home
And guess when I heard that, when I was back home.
Every little talk I’m representing you, making your proud,
Reach for the Gods you land on the clouds
jump in the lake, wave your body around
If you don’t know by now
I’m talking about my Mexican Town!!!
Tell me when you're coming home again,
Do you think about me now or then?
Please tell me you think about me now, not then.
Come home so we can be friends again.
Oct 26, 2014
Oct 26, 2014 at 3:46 PM UTC
Tell me when you're coming home again,
Do you think about me now or then?
Please tell me you think about me now, not then.
Come home so we can be friends again.
I met this girl ‘til I was 6 years old,
What I loved about her that she had so much soul,
She said excuse me lil homie,
I know you don’t know me
my name is Iguala, and I like to grow trees,
and from that point I never forgot her at all
Guerrillas came to town, and we hid from them all
brothers like to act tough, but she knows they're soft
We used to mess with tourist and towed them off
When I grew up she showed me how to go downtown
In the nighttime her face lit up,
so astounding,
I told her there will be a place in my heart where she’ll always be
She never messed with men because they always leave.
She said, “It feels like they stomped, and rode on me”
They knew I was cartel affiliated, so they got up and told on me
Maybe that's why last month she got so cold on me.
She said, “Litos, keep your dreams shiny and gold for me.”
Tell me when you're coming home again,
Do you think about me now or then?
Please tell me you think about me now, not then.
Come home so we can be friends again.
If you really cared about her
You would of never left her to follow your dreams
Sometimes I still talk to her
But when I talk to her
It always seems that she wants to talk about me
She said, “You left your friends, and they are just like you
they also have dream, and wanna succeed like you,
But they ain't you”
and I just got through
thinking about life,
this Litos is new
People always tell me that leaving her was wrong
I guess you never know what you got ‘til its gone.
“God put you here for a reason” and I can’t go back home
And guess when I heard that, when I was back home.
Every little talk I’m representing you, making your proud,
Reach for the Gods you land on the clouds
jump in the lake, wave your body around
If you don’t know by now
I’m talking about my Mexican Town!!!
Tell me when you're coming home again,
Do you think about me now or then?
Please tell me you think about me now, not then.
Come home so we can be friends again.
