Lyrics:
five weeks since I started saving for my new shoes
They're coming out of the box tonight, they're gonna wow you
It's been seven hours since I played
to death and they're on your left
Men daring to catch you, slave runners, coming
You heard of a lot of your tribesmen got caught By these men
cnd never
back we been waiting for years
Don't be discouraged He did not forget the church
We close to home like we standing on Third
He coming back He gon take us
'til awesome have a child for me
Got homies who ain't comin' home 'til the cows coming
Niggas with power, they tryna press our power buttons
Now baby
scratchin' temple
The last P, well, that's not that simple
It's sorta like another way to call a cat a kitten
It's five little letters that are missin' here
Screw the chorus
I don't need it
I had this demo chick
She was singin' on my track
Never got to work 'cause I be checkin' out her back
That, tap
always be honest with it
But warning, I'm not offended by all the kinda critics
'Cause I admit, that I ain't shit
When I wasn't grindin' really but now
not expecting too much
Spending the most of my time away from my home
I've been wanting for too long
I could've just left her but something keeps
this for
And every two Sundays I tell her I'm coming home
drugs I need a fucking shovel mud
I'm stuck in tryna prevail from all this pain I'm hurting
That 5th of liquor gone by the night
Swerving in all four
has just begun
Ohh
Onward we ride
Nine days we brave her might
We are (we are we are we are we are we are ) coming home...
[Part III - The Eye]
are coming back home?
We really miss you Mixxy,
Like Biggie and Pac
The Uncle wants to know
Are you ever coming back?
Cause we miss You Mixxy,
yeah
Because dem na go get my vote ca me no vote for politic
A me a Sister V upon the mike coming through
Se me a top a de chart Jahman and top of the crew
scratchin' temple
The last P, well, that's not that simple
It's sorta like another way to call a cat a kitten
It's five little letters that are missin' here
temple
The last P, well, that's not that simple
It's sorta like another way to call a cat a kitten
It's five little letters that are missin' here
You
a true saint
And
Pizza gate was not fake
It was about child rape
Shoulda been called pedo gate
But it was supressed by the deepstate
For the involved
by daylight
Streets talk and they’re talking loud
This won’t last not another round
Five rings, missed calls
On the other end
All night I’ve wasted
having you can shove it
Shout out Yemen taking ships trying to make a way for them
Saudi Imams they are not allowed to pray for them
Imagine the home
royal, little lassie.
I'm up at nine down the line,
To watch the time 'till half past five.
I wish they'd sack me
She's at home the milkman's home
up with you by my side
There's something about
The way that you left
It feels kinda permanent
And don't lead me on tonight
If you're not coming home
eyes close (eyes close)
Five o'clock with lights off, interview with a vampire
Sleep is for the living and not a utensil that I require
I swear I
coming home.
What the fuck's regret bitch.
I don't right my wrongs.
Ride like Armstrong.
Bitch I'm living strong.
Latina bitch.
And she told me she was
demons steady coming I'm hot ash my heart somehow still froze
Where do we go from the beginning
From the start until the end
I did my wrongs, it's not okay
baptized, wet-up, his shirt
Pop outside all at your home, get back, been real, we no - converse
His mama cry on the fone
Her baby ain't coming home
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