Lyrics:
the norm
I'm gonna take the world by storm, just give this one listen more
If you ain't pick up what I said, you ain't really about it
This ain't slinging
a long time
They say thank you for the memories but I say the pleasure is all mine
The pleasure is all mine yeah
The pleasure is all mine yeah
Friends like
nobody I count up my loaf
She just be all in the cut she wants it all in her guts
35 payed for a cut
Give her 25 told her stop at the quarter
Catch me in
I'm rapping like a Wesson if you went and put the smith in it
A bottomless 11, so I'll never stop spitting it
A Mac 10 with the clip long
50 cal, you
on home
Just come on home
Just come on home
Just come on home
Just come on home
Just come on home
Just come on home
Just come on home
One, two,
through something? If I said it happened, I ain't bluffing
If I make you see it, you just seen the memories I come with
Forget your assumption, we had empty
count these racks, I got these bands on me
All my drips just came from Italy
So baby, just come and vibe with me
Drowning all my sorrows in Hennessy
(Yeah, check me out)
(Wait)
I'd do anything to make you smile, bitch
Travel 'round the world and come back home and now my style switched
They
Tryna go from being homeless
To copping a crib off tour I'm home less
I had to zoom out just to focus in
Read between the lines that they control us in
the decent way for a Bo to go
Home to the by and by
I knew that fever had you, Jack
And that doctor just wouldn't come
He was too busy treatin'
the decent way for a Bo to go
Home to the by and by;
I knew that fever had you, Jack
And that doctor just wouldn't come
He was too busy treatin'
than a pissed off Blanka
I just finished fuckin' a fish called Wanda
I'm finna wander off into yonder
Beyond just mentally stronger, memory monster
Everything comes and everything goes
I don't want to lose this moment to the breaking light
Thought turns to memories, memories to shadows
I don't
wonders
Maybe you can do something
I can't
So don't stop doing it
Don't stop doing it
Baby, you can do wonders ...
Just a notion
Just a notion -
When you come home
I'll stop this
When you come home
I'll stop this
View from a balcony, pool lit up blue
Lawn chairs next to the ice chest
Excuse me while I sing to you
I'm being real and that's the thing to do
I'm just living and loving
Smoking and fucking (Yeah huh)
Out here
through music shit
It be some real thugs I grew up with
Phone calls from the feds, long stories told fast
Wishin' they'd get home in a hurry, 'cause we
home! Ahahaha! Ah oh, why do I want to go home? Oh I don't
know, I've been in here so long, oh I'm stuck to the chair and all that kind of good stuff...
next nigga stunt gon' get dumped on
Yeah, Dawg home
I break your jaw bone
And the '8 make you lose more weight than Star Jones
Rappers don't come
teacher how
Come 'n' shock-a me now
Gonna show the people how (c'mon bring me party)
I got a Smith 'n' Slappy grind for you (what you got now?)
I got your
Were breaking shackles
Off of there souls
That was lost under control
That was spiritually oppressed
By the serpent of old
Then I met Carry Smith
Aka
souls
That was lost under control
That was spiritually oppressed
By the serpent of old
Then I met Carry Smith
Aka C The Light
From Draw Nigh Ministries
better come and fuck with all my niggas
Fifty cal rounds, you know them heavy hitters They never like us, they just try to kill us
Send in their shots, but
necks we pressing them
Wit 40 Smiths we wetting them
Benz done got a bed in them
That shit be bouncing everywhere
Talking to my gang n'em
I'll gat you
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