Lyrics:
drive by, where you live at
I never stop though 'cause your wife is always home
And I know if she were to look into my eyes she would see that
We are
into my heart
I'm never lost when I'm with you
Except I know that isn't true
I call the cab that takes you home
Tomorrow I don't wanna know
Now I'm scraping ice off of the windshield with a piece of broken taillight
Oh, I wouldn't quite call it homesick
but I keep seeing your face in
a crazy artist call me Van Gogh
Son I'll bring the Anarchy
Like I'm from SAMCRO
(I am) I'm the lawn mower man
I'm the lawn mower man
I'm the lawn mower man
the tongue, it falls and fades
Lied to your face, I'll never change
Am I sick of home, or just homesick?
Exhausting how I can't focus
Adjust and go, flux
from Louisiana you could tell by the accent
Well I'm a get in the doors on impalas with the phantom kits
Pull up at the party hop out and get it
driving home tonight
Over some other town
Around some other town
Right by some other town
it, bought a glock so I could take myself
Through all this soft shit a nigga face as a youngsta
Loc'ed ass niggas made that hillside a monster
OG's
I see faces and traces of home
Back in New York City
So you think I'm a tough kid?
Is that what you heard?
Yeah, well, I like to see some
Saw you awake force the light of days
Gone by force this away
Learned a lot from day glow eyes
Feel this away torch the sun
If it can't keep
years or so
And I intend to do the same, so make yourself at home
(Pull up a chair, smoke a cigar or something)
Cynthia Plaster Caster once took my
a voice from behind
(Tim)
No, no mate you wanna' hold the pears
'cause I've been watching you from over by the stairs
Turbo cash is cool you wanna'
get it
Ya heard me?
I'm in the 2nd grade, used to rock face
Got my braids back just to show it just to let 'em roll
I know it's a payback, when
strong while Gz get your ride on
I been there and done that, no tellin
If I ever come back but if I do, I ain't scared of it
See some niggas call drug
Peace of mind was hard to find
And I needed a place where I could hide
Somewhere I could call mine
I didn't think much about it
?Til it started
to off my face and I cant find my burna
Oi bun the rest simply the best, call me tina turner
Jordan Belfort wolf of wall street
Hold the bar up, drank
I'm kneeling but I'm not so close
Knock knock knock, is anybody home?
I thought not, I'll stand alone
New faith, new day, same face, same way
Stuck in
Aye Retro you a fool for these beats
Fuck with me I shoot that bitch like Swaggy P
Rollin c-low
Stackin green
Sippin on promethazine
Now he alive by
Aye, what's happening bro
Oh shit, for real
Damn, I'm in the studio bro
I'll call you back ASAP, alright
Alright, sweet
One, two, three, yeah I
organized like it's run by alcapone
I don't need a fuckin watch cuz my dicks already two tone (BLING!)
Phone home like you E.T, bring this heat thru an ep,
B.Y.T.
Slip pass security to be by me
And I might be slidin' that too, providin' I do
Invite your crew, and I'll invite mine too
[Chorus: Inspectah Deck]
intro: mercedes and master P
(master p)
mercedes, mercedes
Im home boo
look what i got for you baby
(mercedes)
look get this up out of my face, i
Intro: Orlando
Thank you for visiting Orlando, Florida
Home of the theme parks, Arlington, and beautiful sunshine
Orlando
Please gather your
gimme one call and I’ll be there
Girl ama tell you want thing for free
You ain't find nobody like me
See ama tell you one thing for free e
Ain't nobody
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