Lyrics:
Niggas know how we get down in the city
This KFDN and my patnas be with me
Know we tote semis
We hop in the whip and my niggas will do a drive by in
Getting Back to basics
Back to who I was when the kid was getting feedback way back in the basement
Straight facts couldn't face it
Went and copped
(I'm coming home)
Now I know what's meaningful
(I'm coming home)
Looking back i hear my family calling me
All my friends and loves I let go by
They
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
old back room
He'd bob his head and say, "Damn, oh, that's you?"
But by The Black Album, I was blackin' out
Party at S.O.B.'s and we had packed
are red
And violets are blue
Then there isn't nothin
That I wouldn't do for you
I'd go back to school for you
Flip burgers like Bob for you
Darlin' I
cash no plex no more"
Mista Masta Archie Lee I'm way live-are than most
SwishaHouse bitch now get crunk or get ghost
[Big Tiger]
It's the million Big
Dashing through the snow
On a one-horse open sleigh,
Over the fields we go,
Laughing all the way;
Bells on bob-tail ring,
Making spirits bright,
Illusions always have their say
Blinded by the fear of what's unknown
Look inside you know you'll find your way
Back home
Losing track, don't know where to go
of the people involved
But now I'm more so cautious about the way that they move now
A lot of people find a home in me till they moved out
It's ironic how U-Haul
She's gone back to mama with the boy by her side
Now I'm wine drunk and runnin' with them on my mind
I'm on the backside of thirty and back on my own
some hot shit
Oh, what a job this is
Another all-nighter, tryin' to get it done
Barely make it home with the morning sun
Baby mother thinking that
some hot shit
Oh, what a job this is
Another all-nighter, tryin' to get it done
Barely make it home with the morning sun
Baby mother thinking that
for the head bump, aspirin
Yeah niggas sound good on IG but that's pretend
Ain't no way that I could see these other cats contend
I'm God body, Bob
Going over seas to a whole different coast
Come back get a sack full of that like woah
Yeah I can take you way back like woah
So listen 2 me rap sit back
and hidin'
Diddy-wah-diddy all by myself
The sun is shining, there's a silver lining
Get my glad rags off of the shelf
Hey-bob-a-ri-ba, goin' back to my gal.
head bring it back
Gone head show a nigga why these bitches mad
By the way she bring it back aye aye
Bringing it back aye aye
Back back
Back back
all I know to do
Tryin' to lose, tryin' to lose these lone star blues
I got laid off at Brown and Root
On my way back to Cut and Shoot
I lost my
to smell the wetness
Of grass and trees
And see ground kissed
By honey bees
Like way back home, now
Oh, but childhood days
Are dead 'n gone
Well,
is tribal
Sam folks these sambos dying on plots that’s not ours
Wish we can cop a time machine and go back thousands of hours
And on the way I stop by
Back then it was a lot simpler on road
I Used to feed a bag of cats but still give a dog a bone
Had a full time job and a family at home
And I
Supercharger the v-eight that way you can hear the whine cuz this
Trackhawk it go too fast
Four by four the Hellcat
My girl she is too bad
Too bad y'all don't
to boost na still your choice if you palash for back
Sorry to say baba mi
Na yahoo I go do till I shine
Gbe body e kotun gbe soul
Ma relent oje ya bob
tonight
'Fore you turn off the lights, off the lights
Lay your head on my pillow and close your eyes, close your eyes
Pray I'll make it back home safe
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