Lyrics:
don't come
I'm finna cancel
Finally gave me that lil' pussy
She been owin' me her shit fire
Got me runnin' 'round in Long Beach
I keep bad bitches with
We're finally free
Welcome home
It's just you and me now
Standing alone
The world is ours
No, it isn't
Get in the car
This isn't
to clutching on my pearls
Bitch, I'll hit you later, we got banners to unfurl
We really all just actors, swinging from the rafters
Said she like my music, bitch,
norm
My lord, two naked chicks, got the back lounge looking like a porn
Foot rubber's got her head in the merch guys lap
Head banging like she
Asleep above the stars
I watch my mother cry
Father Time is catching up
I keep the phone by my side
Afraid she'll wake me up to catch the next flight
In
the day came
Lil Latasha sure grown
Tell the lady in the liquor store that shes forgiven
So come home
Maybe in time youll understand only God can save us
Still leave these sucka ass niggas in hearses
By the way, I finally sucked my own dick
Leggo!
Snap
Live from my grand-mama's basement
Camp Crystal Lake,
the betterment of people
I looked up to the projects
Yeah, that's some ironic shit
Girl, I was raised in the Bay by my mom
And shit, I did alright in school
before eleven
But she does not want me leave
"logan stay a second"
A couple hours isn’t very long to
Spend that time with you
And I finally got the gut
Writin' my bars in the back of the Bentley
Just kidding, I'm trippin', the Lambo fits me
I was raised by Lil Dicky
Drivin' down Ward, listenin'
left home she didn't know what to do with herself
Or anyone else
So why do I feel like I'm waiting to die
'Cause life is such a long longtime
Such
drive fast, and I drive as far west as anyone can drive
Eight thousand miles from Lithuania and if I could escape
By driving further then I would, but
the world she comes home to a fur coat
Relax with black sand all up between her toes on beaches
Enjoying the breeze from palm trees, sipping crushed peaches
It was just a simple thing
She could play and he could sing
And when he offered her a ring
She offered him a smile
And with nothing to their name
I do
Wasn't all that, only hit it once
Told her I ain't down with the déjà vu
You gon' boss when you just came home
And your ex got a baby with
like him"
And I could tell by her voice
There was something wrong
She broke down and said
"He ain't got long"
So I caught the next plane home
Finally he planned the step
Leaving all behind
Leaving home and well-known ground
For a new world to be found
Cause it has been his dearest wish
And you don't know which way to go
For we were at the arrival of a new departure
And by the time I finally made it back home
You were already gone
Take it
and errands got me weary
I tripped in the dark it was misty
Stars connected by wires like earpiece
She tap in to every secret that seeps out of me
The heights
Wasnt tripping I was kicking it with Wifey
She between a double-nickel and a dime piece
Harlem garden grew God all of them
Surprised by all this cuz now
that sort of created borders
From his kin, and more familiar with the quarters of mom's
Though she tried her best to balance that dynamic
Plus, my father
My son probably getting' home schooled
Cause they shootin' everyday
8 year olds coppin' ks
The white boy let it spray, yeah
And then he go to court
received
That's pretty cool but
I do not think I need it
Anymore because I am
Running away
Back to that place where
I can finally
Be by myself
Is this good
arrival
Calculated by the measure gyro
Scoping out the scene through the contact on my iris
Media streams deliver me haptic feedback
To feel the emotional
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