Lyrics:
daisies on
Whatever door I next call mine
A lesson learned in taking time
John and Cece make it look easy
Pack in the wagon and drive to the beach and
Out
I belong
It's a long, long way back home again
I ain't seen your smilin' face since I don't know when
It's a long, long way back home again
I do
and painted faces
Where the dancing girls do something they call go-go
I don't want to spoil your fun now but if I'm the only one now
And if you want me
proud of what I am
Young Money is an army, bitch I'm Uncle Sam
Them hoes call me Tunechi, mama call me Tune
I left the bullshit in the waiting room
When I was younger she'd come to me in dreams
Her face was hidden in the mountain streams
Her voice disguised as the sound of the wind
The rustling
Stop it lil hoe u not sneek
You tought lil bro was too geek
Thats why su woo on ya cheeks
I want a mill by the week
I get a mill call me meek
Saw
Sorry baby but I'm in my I don't wan' be by the zone
yeah hah you're a groupie get on yo duty
Two women give me head call that two face
Bitch I'm too
to kiss
I deep stroke, and make her bite her fist
The lights is on, the night is grown
We get it poppin' 'cause we know we can when wifey home
tears that fall
Little girl turns her face to the wall
She knows that no-one hears her call
But it seems that God hears nothing at all
Don't let
(alright)
678, 404, bed made
I'm from where the rent kinda low
When you sleep on the floor
And the stick in the crib and the pit by the door
Long johns
tears that fall
Little girl turns her face to the wall
She knows that no-one hears her call
But it seems that God hears nothing at all
Don't let
really wanna show you
I had the master plan
I'm in the Caravan on my way to Maryland
With my man Two-TECs to take over this projects
They call him
didn't have many friends at all
When I was out there rollin' in the Benz and ball
My momma used to get a lotta telephone calls
Niggas tryna see how we
There is a war raging on
Between the right and wrong
And we have encountered the darkness
But as each night moves along
We face another dawn
To reach
Uh, I'm just so far gone
October's on, Please leave me alone
Drunk off champagne screamin' in the phone
See my house is not a home, fuck is goin'
extortionists
Aborting this
Space ship that's spacious face it
I'm on contain shit
Pioneer looking for honey and is it matrix
The case is
If not ya basic
Way
Traffic crawls
Cell phone calls
Talk radio screams at me
Through my tinted window I see
A little girl, rust red minivan
She's got chocolate
Various calls were made up for awarin' us
The D's in the marked vans and cabs
In our land
Hoodrats get stapped by niggas who forty
Turnin' out young lady's
been in Arkansas with her ailin' pa
Ain't nobody home that way
(Ha ha, 'cept Abell)
Now, I don't mean nothing by what I say
But if you won't say it, I
sides of my face
I need the comfort of your wisdom
I'm coming home to your embrace
If by chance I pass before you
Don't discount my gratitude
passive-aggressive? (You started with a mere hello)
Oh, you fakin' you're mad?
Oh, you wanna go home? Cool, you better call you a cab
I ain't takin' you home, yeah,
Jesus left his home in Nazareth
And stands now on the bank of the Jordan River
A young man about thirty
Word had reached him that his cousin John
and just move freely
Special K, what he says all said carefully
Me not sit all along and just wait by phone
Not call me 'cause me never, never home ya
good things got to come to an end
God I wish I was home
Laying 'round with my friends
The call of the wild
Caution thrown to the wind
The fall
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