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It's been a min but I'm coming
Cause I'm missing you
Long as you know
I gotta show yo ass a thing or two
Slide wit a Nigga cause I'm home
Know i been

I cross the sea
In a ship made of driftwood
A secret journey has begun
By the rising of the moon,
The sails catch the north wind
No compass guides me

Do you remember the days I brought a smile to your face?
Do you remember the days where you swear you'd do whatever it takes
To keep me by your side

for you, you let the food get cold
Ring on my phone
Hello is your father home
I wouldn't know but I spoke to him this afternoon
I'm out for a bit,

Puff, puff, home run

I get it how I get it on my own son
First round, lights out
Two shots, light one
Puff, puff, home run
You think I'm lit up but nah

My phone feels like home
Why would i ever have to be alone
My phone feels like home
Cuz its the only one who's seen me grown
My phone feels like home

been plotting on me since the moment I walked in the club
And you probably got a man at home
And you know I got a girl by the way she blowing my phone up

stressing on it like I do
Cause you got some friendships and see me in your side view

Blind spot, not focused, unnoticed
That's how I go by every day, every

the Ways
(The truth the life)
Give up your Ways
(They're not my Ways)
You're stuck in your Ways
(Too much pride)
I lost my Way
(I'm coming home)
Follow

Colorful and crazy a bird in love
Flying so high that he touched the sun
And though his wings were scorched by fire
It only further fueled desire
He

collectable
On the move to meet my crew at
BENTLEYS the Battle for the Streets
Girlies dialing my tone
I put em on speaker phone
Baby can you take me home can

Gonna be your last day
Gonna be your last day
Gonna be your last day
I feel love is everlasting
Life goes by it's always passing
Tried to give you all my

Need some new weed, who am I? Yuh
Ran high outta home to advise ya
That these pills killing me, feelin' my head
Still reeling me, feelin' my

Need

And never come home
Only walking do you open new roads

All of this silence
I am surrounded and I want more
I'm not blending into it
All that we need are

hostage
With little conditions
No home resemblance

They want my permission
To open my mind
And see what is keeping me living 

Written by: Micah Marine,

Omode o mo ogun lon pe le fo igbo lun pe le fo
Omo wobey
Home base
You work hard, steady, you get paid
From Mondays to Sundays
Everyday, out here nah

and you're hoping that they never meet
Saw you walking home
By the faded lights on the side of the street
 
And you say you don't care but I know you
Didn't

growing up goes
But what's good about your youthful eyes, is we'll never grow old
And by the way
I just want a home
But I've never seen somebody build one

Stole my Mum's minivan
We could be anything
Just another quiet night
And I left a note by my mums bedside

Stole my dad's cigarettes
He won't care

came home
Wrong place, wrong time
You will get sacrificed
To the God of gun violence
Worshipped by the Alt-Right
Ever since Lilith they hate it when they

scribbles blot memories
With pain

Rain drops ripple the surface of water
Moonless black is the sky
On a boat that drifts like a melody going by

And I wake

on the road
I think I have it but I don’t 
Smile’s hard coming by
When all I see are stones

Oh, Ma
I don’t think I got it
I just want to come back home
Oh, Ma

Week after week
the same old conversation
but can I take it back? 

Thought all I need
is you by my side
but with you I’m still incomplete

And I had

family

365, I been working everyday
Win, lose, or draw
Somebody still getting paid
Struggle getting harder
See it on the youth dem faces
Either hit a home