Lyrics:
lil buddy wait till he get home
Niggas dry be dien for these hoes but shit to each it's own
Boobie trap the house just like lil Kevin this ain't home
And now Ladies & Gentlemen, Lupe Fiasco
Filet mignon with my food stamps
Car cosigned by my mama
Medical card from Obama
Background check for
The candy lady said "knock, knock, knock",
Who wants to come to my candy shop?
I'll give you something to take back home,
To give you shivers
Free Kamo Jay, Lil Marcus I want them home
I still can't believe that my people 'nem gone
I rock by my lonely and rock this Vlone
People only hit me up
finesse now they curious bout' the cake
I'm wit Seth and them by the lakes
I'm Dave Chapelle I took a break but now
I'm back up on bully niggas cappin' I'm
Cotton candy stuck in the sky like clouds
Accomplished by over two hundred people standing around
Blowing them into the air at the same time
I
like a big picture painted by a killas brush
Self defense be the case I'll be home for lunch
A little drum sticky koosh and a swisher blunt
Daddy
said I could give you some
But then never gave you none
So you won't stay
That's when you left me by my lonesome
I found out that life was cold
"I need
You said the grass was greener
All them other guys can’t be meaner than you
I said we’ll see about them, you saw a few
One night it got a little
Niggas depending on everybody
Ion got no labeles to run me buddy
I never split shit when i get my money
Go back home then i link with my homie
Molati
home and go cry
It be sad I cannot say goodbye
Gotta fix it by the chasing the high
I go hard in jungle like Vi
I'm a come from behind kinda guy
Always
beautiful after they're long
Call me when you get home
I've been waiting up for you
Hold me, when I look so lonesome
Has my missing made me blue?
Touch me
I'm not some evil guy
Was there a crucial moment you realized that?
Any subject, whether it's raping people or
Swag or some fucking
Shoes or something
motivated by money but he blew that
Colorblind I only see pink green and blue strips
No lie no cap ahh
Uh bitch shake some
Imma throw some ones up in the air
Got home feelin' a little tense
Tryin' to kick back make some sense
A buddy dropped by we headed out
I bet ya can tell what this song's all about
So
Yes, Jon?
Ladies and gentlemen, Jonathon Maisto!
Big round of applause for
This guy for putting
Up with my shit for so many years!
(Nice shirt, Jon!
the slightest light
Gathered in a circle with some guys I’m inspired by
He approached each one and reached his hands out
Covered they eyes and turned them black
I
through the eyes of every guy in this room.
I was born in a small town and soon went to school.
I learned a billion things, mostly how to play by
me how to let it go
Lord, don't you see me cryin', please stop me from always lyin'
I'm an evil guy, not followin' any of your Word
Right now I have
of home and you threw away the rest
You say you're livin' on the edge and I think you're hangin' from a ledge
Too scared to hold the hand that wants
Vancouver
Vancouver, I'm coming home
Now, there was a pretty girl I knew before I left Vancouver
And we walked hand in hand by English Bay
And she told
that Granma packed
We rode to Palestine and hitchhiked back
Home in time for supper with a tale to tell
That night I dreamed I heard that lonesome
I'm coasting
The west side is where my home is
I'm rolling weed by the bedside
View of the ocean
Hoping
These remedies fix what's broken
Cause I've
that the love they shared was true
Far away the fiddler's bowing, the grass forever blue
It was in the dead of winter when her man first caught
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