Can't Go Home

My people lookin' at me, sayin' boy, you made it out But I wasn't happy 'til we all had the same amount Pops locked, crack the only thing can save us now Mom's hooked, but tough luck is what made my style My fam is Spanish lent a hand and they just took advantage All the time embrace Islam and every prayer was answered Never asked Allah for material items I just prayed for the days I ran into my rivals In my hood double drums on all of our rifles You wasn't birthed on the Earth if you know more than I know Though I'm the best I'm still upset you worship or idol The illest niggas that you heard and we don't even try to Young and wild lifestyle really hard to survive through No matter how hard you are one day a nigga gon' try you You can take this how you want I'm only here to remind you Disrespect me all you want because I'm coming to find you Ugh Got my pistol, out the window So much cocaine on me, I can't go home What am I gonna do, with the bread now? It's getting hard to hide it from you 'Cause it's got so long In my hood, clip extensions on all of our rifles That pussy good, if she crockin' that paper might wife her Dancin' on dope, moon-walkin' like Michael Streaming drugs through your Spotify, Apple, or Tidal I need that scratch G, tax free, spot bubblin' like acne Whippin' next to jump the batch, look like I got the crack free Paid the bitch to twerk it on the pole I got the ass free Pull a brick of hundred out in ones these hoes harass me Since I touched the game, this shit ain't been the same They tryna freeze me out but they can't kill the kane Make a million every time I drop, so fuck the fame I can put some young'ns on your bumper for a piece of change Cocaine in the bumper, we was silly mane If I get the cheddar say I did it for my niggas, mane Don't you know that Nigga don't you know that Ugh Got my pistol, out the window So much cocaine on me, I can't go home What am I gonna do, with the bread now? It's getting hard to hide it from you 'Cause it's got so long