Lyrics:
Homie, yes I'm cocked back
Homie, yes I shot back
Homie, it's these bullets that I found while on the right track
On my way to knowledge
Away from
the alarms that tell
Me where this is finna lead
Love, life, trust, fight
Memory lost from damage done
No preparation for what it's finna be
Some form of abuse
can’t stop
It was good / plenty
Sweet like brandy
Melt on my mouth
Keep pour your lovin on me
I don’t give dame
If I beg for more
Honey,
Your love
of ministry
We gotta move not just to the beat that plays
Arise from where you are put feet to your faith
See the way has been made Jesus the key to the gate
method that used to heal your self
If love is what your made of, how can you be your self
And if love is where you came from, how can you find your self
type nigga all of a sudden get wild
Now why you gotsta go and take me back to where I came from?
I'ma make you remember where you know my name from
To escape the slaughter I had no choice but to row the boat
Clear mind, yeah I came back with a sober flow
If love's a drug then why don't people think that
the change up, yeah, yeah
Hustle to get the change up, yeah, yeah
Uh, look homie I'm from the ill-gritty
City where they kill plenty
Lost some niggas along
heard a voice coming from the blue
True love was calling out
And it was calling them both by name
Started with a whisper
Pretty soon he kissed her
That's
at my house
Baby girl let's roll to the after party, to the after party at my house
There's an after party? Where's the after party? There's an after
bandos, getting chased by Jakes
Once inside go get that, you know bro came from setbacks, light skin bro came jet black, you know man came through stress
cents, but I'd need a penny first
There's plenty hurt that lays beneath of these lines
I'm speaking my mind, these people can't believe what I've tried
you take offense
There's no excuse
This is where I came from
Blame it on my roots
This a mans game
Sit down youngin' I'm here to function
Got a little
to bruise
I would've thought I laid out them clues
My day one crews
Never made it to my debues
That's some I've came to terms with
My current
Friends
It ain’t no house over here ain’t no naps
Finna do 8 more laps still I think we might create more raps where we going ain’t no maps
They want daps
thumbed an easy ride out on the road that heads due west
To where the main line runs and if we're lucky we'll invest
In a freight train from Kyogle, here
the Three 6
40 Cal. in my draws runnin from them laws
a clip is rolled in my sock, I'm hoping that I don't fall
I'm certainly hittin corners,
been praying so much
I just can't
I can't stay the same they want me where I'm raised
Want it bad
Want me down, want me here same as I came
That was low
different from 'em
Came from the ugly, out the jungle, I still coming from it
Really coming from the bottom, I can't diss the struggle
This gotta work, I
Where we're all stuck and ain't no God above
The new normal
Where we all fuck but no one falls in love
The new normal
Where there's a constant war for
through, something you have to sit for
Been a longtime that we starving this what we fit for
Now that we here we take everything that we came for
Where my
To the town where there was plenty
They brought plunder, swords and flame
When they left, the town was empty
And children would never play again
From
they try breaking my heart
That's where the suffering starts
Been hit by cupids red dart
However just know my trust don't go around plenty
But if I put
nothin', but I am
I came a long way from smokin' a gram
I smoke out the pound, I smoke up an ounce
That thirty minute smoke, that shit is so loud
I'm
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