Lyrics:
homes, it was the end of me
Back in the days, i'ma say like around your age
-what makes you figure that?
Yo, I used to move the same ways
Carying guns,
Ran it up like 4 flats
Count this, all racks, I ran it up like 4 flats
Count this, all racks, I ran it up like 4 flats
Count this, all racks, I ran
khaki suit"
Well, one day, up the Avenue
There was a man, surrounded by the Dogg Pound crew
He said ah, "Hear ye! Hear ye! Come one, come all
I’m the only person on the planet, and all I wants a home,
I’m sorry I’m so angry you gotta show me truth through lies,
I’ll OD on these pills and die
I’m the only person on the planet, and all I wants a home,
I’m sorry I’m so angry you gotta show me truth through lies,
I’ll OD on these pills and die
put my hand in
They like Pes you so fly how you landing
Cause I think that I'm Nick with this cannon
I be sharp with this shit ain't no Shannon
By
Sit on daddy lap, girl, ain't no getting off
I'm sorry that I took so long, but I'm so glad that I came home
It may not have been when you want
But
God that he loves the younger brother
Home i felt so far from home
I heard you call me home when I felt alone
With all the debts I owed
You ran
my money and ran to the door
By the way
You took my name and all my money and ran to the door
Had my pants of the floor
And why won't you fucking
We'll go ahead, do your best and find me
Matter of fact, I'll be at your mom's by nine and we'll be fuckin' all night
Disregard the rubber
I'ma pull out
and ask for a pardon
Lord, I'm sorry...
My apologies Father God, cuz I been sinning all my life
By the age of 20, I accepted you in my life
Abandoned by
my song
Brain damage
Way before my baby daughter Hailey
I was harassed daily by this fat kid named D'Angelo Bailey
An eighth grader who acted
so much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me
outta my luck
So I ran, got in my car
And I'm ducking cause you were dumping at me
All I wanted was some love and happiness
The home I came from was
much we probably numb to it by now
After all, it's the American way right?
Home of the brave and free (It's America)
Free just to murder me (land
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
Yeah, this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson
gone
Surrounded by my people but at times I felt alone
Slight resentment when it's mentioned, guess I'll get it when I'm grown
This for all my brothers
Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh),
Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh),
Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh),
Yeah this one right here goes out to all the baby's mamas, mamas
Mamas, mamas, baby mamas, mamas
Yeah, go like this
I'm sorry Ms. Jackson (oh),
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
’m sorry too
Cause nobody’s loved me the way that you used to
I’d rather be lonely if I can’t have you
The move came so quicker it made me homesick so
I
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