Lyrics:
fine like that
Stay loyal comin home to you
Cash out spend it on a coupe
Even the blind can see
You help me be a better me
Focus and I’m on to you
Thank
By any means ima get it you better get involved
Step on the snow with the mannitol then i get it gone
Maneuver work through the trenches i hope i
on, the night is comin'
And the starling flew for days and days
I'd stay home at night all the time
Well I would go anywhere, anywhere, anywhere
I been in a trap spot
Get down when it get hot
All it take is one shot
Be patient till it’s yo time
She comin through like pit stops
She
Oh yes it's, the mob better get your mind right
Aye Tip ain't goin' home, that don't even sound right
You niggas actin' like a broad, I don't wanna
(T)he town of Holcomb Kansas
Stands on a lonesome plain
Farmin’ there’s a hard row to hoe
Hardly ever rains
The good people who live there
By
the gadget, home alone this year
Just like a magnet they keep comin’ near
Planet of the apes, we got monkeys here
Bamboo with pandas near
We moving by the wind
livin' our life
to the full extent I got 30 mixed texts and it's all my mom
Say, I hope you're not doin' no stupid shit And I want you back home by 12am
niggas they ass
60 shows like I'm booked for the year
Started down now I'm up in LA
I called home and I told' em I'm not comin' back
I been on road I ain't
meadows
But no one knows
The only way to fly back home Is going back to Miami
The only problem is we are At the other side of the country
I don't care
at home you tryna rob
When you got inside you got sodomized by a lotta guys
Girls pile up in Young Zee room
I fucked the wives of about twenty grooms
[Mr. Pookie]
Comin up tha muthafuckin block, its tha Undertaker
Jus throw yo hands in tha air, don't move a muscle I won't hesitate ta
Jus let you
come home, she kiss him through the phone
But y'all ain't ever do what you rappin'
Yankee fitted, barrel kickin' like it's Snoop in Manhattan, Norf
pop me one
While you by the bar I grab your boy a shot of rum
I'm the shit to the point you gotta stop I got the runs
Uh-oh, uh-oh! Why they all
rolls a gold Cherokee nothin' like a Seville
And when you look up inside you see a nigga that's real
So if you see me cruisin' by keep your hands
Comin' home is always joy to me
Ain't a place that I would rather be
I need to see the heaven in your eyes
Cause you're the love that's always
entired that juice, had my back against that wall
Every summer felt so cold, my daddy ain't comin' home 'til Fall
That's why my pimp game so moist, had
lookin' so far down
The road we were runnin'
I never saw her goodbye comin'
Nothin' hit's home like
A hometown heartbreak
Nothin's more gone than a
Love
ones
I just be chasin' paper and I don't like to run
Fuck hoes by the two, but I just left one
Paper comin' everyday, I got the job done
I don't know
Comin right for the throne
I pull up with the auto cause they all in my zone
You know ALLAH- ALLAH
I be all my mode
Said my power I hone
Said I'm making
you ain’t goin home. Wonder what I can do you end up makin you moan.
Have you comin 3x by the end of this song. Yea
Ain’t no flexin about it
girl I’m
the seat
And my nigga just came home from work, release
Cristal in my lap, chronic in the air
(Brat: Nigga, pass that shit like you just don't care)
Yeah,
C-c-c-crazy (crazy) get your ass in my bed
Baby, you’ll be just my summer boyfriend
(Summerboy)
Let’s get lost, you can take me home
Somewhere nice, we can be
zone I call it cover 2
My nigga fresh up out da box but it ain't nuttin' new
You nigga cap when you speakin' we call it comin' through
And bitch I rap
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