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a man and thet I ain't got the time to be feeling like life
Ain't taking its toll

Still looking for my home

Build it up
Just to watch it all fall down

Builds up thick inside of me
I can always come home
No we don't walk the streets no more
Wanna see me come and meet me on tour
Came a long way from Boswell

home
And break down the walls that left me on my own

So I learned to take shit day-by-day
And then I swallow all my pain
And pray for better days

Cause

on that)
I'd rather be judged by twelve than carried by six, my nigga
(I stand on that)
I'll build my own empire to give to my kids, my nigga
(I stand

home
I'm coming home
I'm coming home

I won't forget
cll that you did
I'm feeling it

I'm coming home (I'm coming home)
I'm coming home (I'm coming home

me out)
By the day I get more crazy, (they locked me out)
Build myself up but they gon break me, (they locked me out)
Fight myself I get high daily

the pain don't go on for days
If it do I'm gon' build a home out of memory foam and stay in it (Hey)
Yeah, Please place me on your dresser
Proceed with

a kid I told my mom
One day I would leave and build my Rome
All she said to me was oh my baby
This place will always be your home

Years later I'm finally

When yeras are passing by and you misse me
You're saying come home
Come home

Such a shame
You're feeling so much blame And yet i'm still the same
And i

silently run by the fear, silently run by the children, silently run by the frogmen, silently run by oxygen tanks, silently run by the nursing home, silently

Sara

Fleetwood Mac

Fleetwood Mac Live

1980

everyone would love to drown
But now it's gone
It doesn't matter what for
When you build your house
Then call me home

And he was just like a great

Sara

Fleetwood Mac

The Very Best of Fleetwood Mac [Reprise]

2009

everyone would love to drown
But now it's gone
It doesn't matter what for
When you build your house
Then call me home

And he was just like a great

We don't know what's good for real and I know it hurts
Stand by my side, know I'll put in the work
Didn't expect to fall the way that I did
But I

When your by my side you want to match my fly
There ain't no doubt in my mind yeah your all that I want
Because you feel like home and now I'm not alone

you 
I can’t make a baby by myself 
I know you want a lady on the streets
A possession in ya shhh
You want me covered up in modesty
Back at home you

Sat on the beach in Tenerife
Close to a beautiful farm
I'm raising a glass on holiday
Then awoke by a ringing alarm
Open my eyes it's no surprise

what)
Imma build this house myself (then what)
If it so happens to be ah mansion live in it by myself (solo)
Souljas only live once
Talking ‘wit god (bout

the building
Fuck yo feelings, I'm just sayin'
You ain't nothin' like Ab, nigga
We're night and day like Meek
Mills and Mac Miller
I'm sippin' Remy watchin'

listening, by who is my critic

I'm feeling, on fleek
As I'm taking on the world
I'm stacking up, G's
Best believe that it plural
I'm touching, on me
As I'm

tell me to stop
But I pay my dues when I spray these fools
Besides this hip hop since when a rap
Dude got to play by rules
Then the good doctor said it's

[ Intro ]

I Don't Want You To Feel clone No More I Just Want To Make My Heart Your Home I Don't Want To Leave You Behind You cre Everything To Me

shorty rush a nigga
If you's a hustla cop, some weights and build yo muscles, nigga
If you's a killa then go and leave 'em bloody nigga
And we some playas,

Bricks

Wale

The Gifted

2013

the few niggas that's dead

So fuck a 9 to 5, they clockin' and tryna to survive
Cop a brick and supply cause nobody offerin' jobs
Bricks build, buildings

Cause too many people is living in silence
Spiritually firing
Speak up lil home Then you be a tyrant
Feeling so vibrant Only consuming what I see