Lyrics:
Huh
What am I gonna do today?
Probably the wrong thing
Living like a century ago, Nineteen Twenty something
Choking on depression
Check my bank
"lights off shit coming at you live and on fire
Kottonmouth kings, and cypress hill"
You know southern california be home of the highest
Between
a 4 reservation for a Michelin
Surrounded by bosses, socialites, and another businessmen
I been gettin' money, it ain't hard for me to fit right in
You
pessimistic
To know I'm gifted chasin' hood rat brownie
Points and bullshittin'
I dropped the four on 'em, scrapin'
Hopped a four on 'em
Grab my dick and pour
gifted
Chasing hoodrat brownie points
And bullshitting i lock the door on em
Scrape and hopped a fo' on em
Drain my cock and po' on em yeah nigga
I'm still
a ball
(oh, woah oh)
Yeah, you know it couldn't be better
Morning Loxy
Got something new you wanna try?
It's a brownie cupcake fudge
Berry ice cream pie
back home
I hate it when I'm alone
You ain't picking up the phone
Did I do something wrong
Did I do something wrong
Baby just come back home
Just come
they get round our door
For the first time I see my daddy cry kneeling there by mama's side
Tonight I'm here at home cause something's wrong
Tonight
of something something
Baby baby
Can I take you home tonight?
Might be wrong but it feels so right
Maybe we can get into something something
Baby won't you come
Girl I'm gone
50 worth of vodka, I don't think I'll make it home
Another shot of Kracken, I don't think I'll make it home
Trying to make something
the hood ain't my home
(There's something wrong, wrong)
(Can you, can you hear them?)
(Can you, can you hear them?)
(Can you hear them?)
(Can you, can you
Open your eyes, look around, what do you see
Truth is obfuscated by a false reality
Imaginary towers scrape the skies in my mind
As the real world's
they get round our door
For the first time I see my daddy cry kneeling there by mama's side
Tonight I'm here at home cause something's wrong
Tonight
desire is
Misdirected, as I search for something higher …
And I follow the wrong star home
Miss the mark and curse my blessed
Heart to roam
Thirst without
kinda thinking
Something's missing
I'm coming home (I'm coming home)
I'm coming home (I'm coming home)
I'm coming home (I'm coming home)
I'm coming home
I'm pretty sure her phone wouldn't be answered by no man"
Mr. Telephone Man
There's something wrong with my line
When I dial my baby's number I get
I'm pretty sure her phone wouldn't be answered by no man"
Mr. Telephone Man
There's something wrong with my line
When I dial my baby's number I get
I'm pretty sure her phone wouldn't be answered by no man"
Mr. Telephone Man
There's something wrong with my line
When I dial my baby's number I get
Scholarships oh they ain't stay For long
Made songs when i came home
I Thought a nigga was down on My luck
But i guess i looked at The whole thang wrong
Shiid
No
are migratory?
ARTHUR: Not at all, they could be carried.
GUARD #1: What -- a swallow carrying a coconut?
ARTHUR: It could grip it by the husk!
GUARD
the long way home
Oooo I guess I'm a long way gone
Everybody say something wrong
But I don't give a fuck
A fuck
Home-cooked meals are hard to come by
Especially when all you know is the road
Every hunger you sate leaves you empty
Every counter you sit at you’re
is it something that I'm missing
Tell me what's going on, baby where did we go wrong
Tell me what's up, baby don't give up, can you just hear my song
I been on my own for way too long
Just trynna find home
Just trynna find
I've been on this path
I see now it's wrong
Just trynna find home
Just
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