Coming Home to the Hangs
A song made by Bryan Hangs
Coming Home to the Hangs
A song made by Bryan Hangs
Yeah... The Hangs family
This one for my people dem
Kuyanda, Blessings... I dey miss una
Away from home, books dey pile up everyday
Trying make better life, but the distance dey pain me
My boy Kuyanda Saint, I no fit see your face
My Habibi Blessings Chileshe, Mrs. Hangs, my grace
Second in command, wife of my youth for real
Every second, every minute, this love I dey feel
Lusaka nights lonely, your voice I wan hear
Study hard for our future, but I need you near
I go dey home soon, natotela my loves
Kuyanda and Blessings, you dey for my thoughts
I got you, you got me, we got us strong
The Hangs forever, this where we belong
I go dey home soon, count down the days
Missing you both in a million ways
Every hour that pass, my heart dey call your name
The Hangs family, nothing go ever change
Books and exams, hustling for our tomorrow
But tonight I feel the weight of this sorrow
Kuyanda my boy, daddy coming back
Blessings my queen, you hold me on track
Muli shani my loves, I dey think of una
Ifwe together soon, no more wahala
The sacrifice heavy but the vision clear
Better living for my Hangs, that's why I dey here
I go dey home soon, natotela my loves
Kuyanda and Blessings, you dey for my thoughts
I got you, you got me, we got us strong
The Hangs forever, this where we belong
I go dey home soon, count down the days
Missing you both in a million ways
Every hour that pass, my heart dey call your name
The Hangs family, nothing go ever change
Kuyanda Saint... Blessings Chileshe Hangs
Daddy dey come home
We got us, forever
The Hangs... ayy
