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will like me when I'm angry
I got plenty of home trainin' and manners
Bring me champagne when I'm thirsty
Bring me reefer when I want to get high
Lord

of you
Got rid of the old, grew and you made something new
Exactly what they said that you couldn't do
Now look at you, shit
You that motherfucking man
You

my head low
I don't drink im getting high was barely getting by
Tell'em all this new shit finna pop my old shit still a vibe
Killer in the streets, he

I'm a stranger that stays being nice online
I'm a joy ride at the peak of rush hour
Relaxing at home in an ice cold shower
I'm a fast food drive thru

or die trying while u high up off this spliff hit
Never did hit the weed guess I'm guilty by
Association
I ain't like these other rappers, they just keep

Tunnel-visioned couldn't leave the street life alone 
He felt at home, loved on the streets he used to roam
But the streets don't love you back, you'll get jail

Home

Blu

Good To Be Home

2017

store wonderin what the fuck was I doin
And thank God it was music nigga, then I'm home

Gonna take a miracle
Cause by now I know I need you so
Hope

back
One thang I know fa sho
I'm going down in history for this one
Trae the motherfucking Truth
I'm pushing this bitch asshole By Nature

Now they hear

I ain't stirring up an old thing
(NOPE)
Y'all ain't caring about the whole thing
(NOPE)
I sit here and I see clear and I am aware of the whole thing

thing it's another
Sometimes this rap thing seems so easy
Til you home lookin' at that TV
Pissed you havin' a fit, changin' it FUCK MTV
Cause you starin'

around 
We ont spoon fool

Hit the camron
Nigga too cool 
Put the footage 
On a nigga YouTube 

I'm the old school 
And the new school 
Pop like Mac Miller

on their ringtone
Even old folks are down with the lingo
It's a trip, I've been everywhere, everyone's loving this shit
Yeah, who'd of thunk it would be

same old bones
When you're the peace I call home
I don't say much, but I show enough
Ima bad texter, but I keep in touch
I know where lies leads that's

Love Iz

Erick Sermon

Cornerstone Mixtape 02.03 #47

[Verse One]
(Love is) - Yeah, music that you feel good
Neighborhood hood, gully
Roll through cause it's cool to boost the spirit
For the folks young

damn near cried for a picture
Look out for Kazan he a wild luh nigga
I really really ran miles to get here
No bowling but im from the gutter, raised by

bitch with dignity in every stroke
My Pops he was a 74, to the grave, he a goat
So I keep a fork to feed my family and my fuckin' folks
Got a message for

house is a home for like 20 of your folks
Yo I've grown from a war-torn family
That came to America and still don't understand me, why
Because I just

you tell before the time, they said only time a tell
I don't fuck with some of my old partners, them niggas done got stale
God, there's some real niggas

the dreams for when you sleep


Came up, raised broke wit the real ones 

World's cold  

cin't no dough that could shield us 

I saw kids who got touched by

a couple songs
It was Just some old shit but you told me I was raw
I took you back cause your momma caught you skipping
I know we just met but I was already

Taking hella risk making dirty money turn legit
Still hit or miss til then hands over fist
New to you but old to me you know that wooda love to trick

grandma, still in the J's
Coco ave. fo-fo mag tucked away when the po-po's pass
Walked to the stove, but don't step on the old folk grass
A 80's baby like

Destiny [null]

Loktavious

One of Many

2015

I'm more addictive than the strongest drug, or so I'm told
I've made a lot of enemies, I'll probably never see until I'm old
Giving this concoction

the world, all of us
Where you from, where you from?
Around the world, all of us

Coming out of discount Marco, yeah (Ay)
Land of the drunk old folk, hell yeah