Lyrics:
도시락에
My home is in the lunches Mom packed me
나의 집은 언니가 읽어준 동화책에
My home is in the books my big sister read to me
나의 집은 아빠가 사주신 인형속에
My home is in
I pull up to places that we should be
At a function
But we can't function
Aint no more goin out to lunches
Aint no more Brunches
Cause every
kitchens
Handing out lunches pamphlets and a**whippings
My brain waves is Luke Cage with a 12 gauge
Penitentiary plots locked behind a steel cage
Modern day
like I did my classes so I came Faded
But my gpa still elevated
Can't say I'm non educated
Turning school lunches to gourmet Meals
Sleep for dinner
the touches
Wreak havoc, destruction
And eating the snacks out they lunches
And I wonder why they don't be like me
Open minded and a wide-eye times 3
I know we
remove the cap cause I can't be sanctioned if you try stop me
Then your punching above your weight Better start eating lunches
Cause when you reach my
Crushes and blushes, so afraid but I was seekin
Discussions and lunches, the wishin and the speakin
Dishin about teachers while we be running
missing no lunches
But ima be humble for now
Cuz im tryna fill up the vault
I aint been taking no days off hop in the plane and take off
She took a dip in
You aint smoking gas
Yeezy Supreme
Thought I was Shabazz
All 4 lunches I was missing in class
Enterprise, Free car, do the dash
Talking about clean?
ten
That was way back when I played ball
And skipped out on lunches to hangout with them
Now we ball out like the gym
I’m wearing nothing but gems
She
to follow
Finish up these lunches
Kicks and punches
Replace finishin' touches
Returns in turn diminish to rushes
I'm on my own time
Slow grind
So I give em
die, I'm staying away from the sunlight, I'll fight
Though I'm staying in boxes like packed lunches
Hunch is you ain't expect me to pack punches
I thank god for them free lunches In the summertime Fridge was empty
We got food stamps but was number 9
From place to place On section eight
We
lunches
On our school lunch trays
It was the best
Never studied used to get all As
Always clean sported the low cut with a bald fade
But getting women was
Bruises from jungle gyms
Swapping lunches with our friends
And I know that you
Are somewhere better
Than those nights we
Cried a river
16 years down
So
to Madonna
And have me dining with billionaires on lunches
(I promise)
I really came up from nothing
But seeds don't grow without a surface that ain't muddy
on boozy lunches, I’m at his call and beck
This tie might just as well be a noose around my neck
Working’s just a tax on life, always come out second best
got a few punches in
I got some steak, and you got knuckles in your lunches
Maybe I’m just different cause I rap like a mischief
When’s the last time
the lunches and the dinners
And if that food cold that shit would have you triggered
They say you gotta take a loss so you could be the winner
Forgive me
writing for something
This shit from the oven
I made a few hundreds
Then put it towards something
Was stealing school lunches
The teachers knew nothing
I’m talking big pun,
Man I’m eating good 2 lunches,
I don’t need no love unless u got it on a basis,
Sauce it to the left I had to put it in they
Heaven
There's so much here to show you
I know you can't wait anymore
I miss Sunday lunches with Grandma
But now she's cooking for the Lord
Hey, Cord, how
it 4-9-3-11 to you hating niggas
Ain't no warnings, i ain't playin witcha
Jugular gashes for rappers
Im giving out like free lunches
Caught in battle,
Smoking so much weed I forgot about Tha munchies
I couldn’t afford no lunches, so I became a starving artist
Kind of like when shawty said she didn’t want
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