Lyrics:
drove by his house, so who you tryin' to dial
If you're lookin' for an answer, you're probably gonna find it now
And to the man in the hat standing
understand one thing
I do great field work plus I'ma boss too
Loyalty is hard to come by
Why'all know who the streets is run by, could only be one guy
on it
The stakes'll cost you, understand one thing
I do great field work plus I'ma boss too
Loyalty is hard to come by
Why y'all know who the streets
bags, we shoot bags to the sticks
V called home from jail, it's a hundred for a 10th
Mark come home in 2020 so I set aside an M
You gon' hear a lot
the border by the morning, let Texas fill my soul,
Yeah let Texas fill my soul.
Come on let's go!
The tears start to flow about the time that I was
else
I mean everyday flat no romance
Now he's sitting at home all by himself
Saying...
What did I do
It's not what you did
It's what you didn't
Knock loud, I'm home
Just sleeping to pass the time
Wondering if you'll come by to visit me
Ten years have passed
Since you walked out of my life
Well everytime that I come home nobody wants to let me be
It seems that all the friends I got just got to come interrogate me
Well, I appreciate
to you)
Darling
And now it seems an endless
Drive back home
Come closer
Oh it wasn't true
You will call tomorrow
No it wasn't you
I was looking
only knew her by first name
She had a deep down southern accent
But spoke California slang
She wore shorts too short
A shirt too tight
I lost
the next day
And expect us to be home
When you get there
But let me tell you something
The sisters aren't going for that no more
'Cause we realize two
Allie played
Now we delayed by ninety days
You better find me anyways
You better return to the Terrordome, ain't nobody home
Non-haters play
where they come from
The Bridge, Queensbridge
The Bridge, Queensbridge
The Bridge, Queensbridge
The Bridge, Queensbridge
You love to hear
got an excuse to not come home.
And you always got an excuse to look through my phone and hate on every person that I meet on the road.
She says things
tired of all y'all crab ass rappers
Bucktown home of the Original Gunn Clappaz
Use to be on ocean by the street empire
See my man Buckshot on Bushwick
I saw you going by, I had to say hello
I saw you going by, I had to say hello
I don't mean to pry, but girl, I gotta know
What is your name?
How
in ropes
Half don't have a daddy at home, half doing dope
Habitat and hazard, they having stones
Niggas hassling, running homes
Like a habit but
Excuses notwithstanding I'm the living proof
I come a long long way from home
To see the plunder of the pyramids the sacking of Rome
The sacking of Rome
Trained to paint by numbers
Connecting the dots, but missing the point
You do not bear the faintest resemblance
To who will come and claim the throne
Carved
down already smoke up by a pound
So come along come out your home open the door ay watch that chrome
Window down thirty round fuck a smile always keep
It'll wash away as soon as our pieces fall in place
I can see who you are and I know
I must be the one that you take home
I can't see you with no one else
home till its finished
Get 200 by end of the summer, shitting on em someone call em a plumber
They broke and they claiming them vv's, prolly at home
So you can take me one by one
But the best is yet to come
I've been down and will no longer fall
You know I've been down and will no longer fall
I've
It's been too
Long
Since you been
Gone
I need in you in my
Home
I need you in my
Arms
Baby I don't wanna see you go
You know I'm stuck in that mode
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