I really wanna just go home
All these sleepless nights on the road
To the A n back now it's my home
Feelin lonely imma smoke a zone
You ain't f*ck wit me when I was broke
So who are you to call my phone
Long nights i was gettin cold
Bitch I'm not ballin but I'm in zone
I'm Rollin up gas no need for cologne
The feds on my ass
Bust a right n I'm gone
Can't trust not a soul
Yo own homie be fraud
I know you be talkin
Put that shit on pause
Dirty money
But it's for a good cause
Dad in the hills
Got em thinkin he lost
Forever Focused
Gotta be your own boss
I'm comin up
You can't switch sides
You can't cross
Maybe 23s
But my vans off the wall
Big racks got em up
Now they sick inna stall
Do right for them wrongs
You gon turn they be gone
But grams always told me
It's never your loss
N When I leave crib
Come back don't get lost
Now she gon
But got her tat on my arm
Thinkin bout shit
Man my thoughts got me trippin
If I still played ball
I be Dunkin like griffin
If I went to class
Instead I prolly missed it
But math was my class
LoFlash count up them digits
You prolly be hatin
But f*ck you I missed it
Can't hear shit you sayin
This blunt got me lifted
Fresh out the womb my grams new I was gifted
I really wanna just go home
All these sleepless nights on the road
To the A n back now it's my home
Feelin lonely imma smoke a zone
You ain't f*ck wit me when I was broke
So who are you to call my phone
Long nights i was gettin cold
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I really wanna just go home
All these sleepless nights on the road
To the A n back now it's my home
Feelin lonely imma smoke a zone
You ain't f*ck wit me when I was broke
So who are you to call my phone
Long nights i was gettin cold
Bitch I'm not ballin but I'm in zone
I'm Rollin up gas no need for cologne
The feds on my ass
Bust a right n I'm gone
Can't trust not a soul
Yo own homie be fraud
I know you be talkin
Put that shit on pause
Dirty money
But it's for a good cause
Dad in the hills
Got em thinkin he lost
Forever Focused
Gotta be your own boss
I'm comin up
You can't switch sides
You can't cross
Maybe 23s
But my vans off the wall
Big racks got em up
Now they sick inna stall
Do right for them wrongs
You gon turn they be gone
But grams always told me
It's never your loss
N When I leave crib
Come back don't get lost
Now she gon
But got her tat on my arm
Thinkin bout shit
Man my thoughts got me trippin
If I still played ball
I be Dunkin like griffin
If I went to class
Instead I prolly missed it
But math was my class
LoFlash count up them digits
You prolly be hatin
But f*ck you I missed it
Can't hear shit you sayin
This blunt got me lifted
Fresh out the womb my grams new I was gifted
I really wanna just go home
All these sleepless nights on the road
To the A n back now it's my home
Feelin lonely imma smoke a zone
You ain't f*ck wit me when I was broke
So who are you to call my phone
Long nights i was gettin cold
All these sleepless nights on the road
To the A n back now it's my home
Feelin lonely imma smoke a zone
You ain't f*ck wit me when I was broke
So who are you to call my phone
Long nights i was gettin cold
Bitch I'm not ballin but I'm in zone
I'm Rollin up gas no need for cologne
The feds on my ass
Bust a right n I'm gone
Can't trust not a soul
Yo own homie be fraud
I know you be talkin
Put that shit on pause
Dirty money
But it's for a good cause
Dad in the hills
Got em thinkin he lost
Forever Focused
Gotta be your own boss
I'm comin up
You can't switch sides
You can't cross
Maybe 23s
But my vans off the wall
Big racks got em up
Now they sick inna stall
Do right for them wrongs
You gon turn they be gone
But grams always told me
It's never your loss
N When I leave crib
Come back don't get lost
Now she gon
But got her tat on my arm
Thinkin bout shit
Man my thoughts got me trippin
If I still played ball
I be Dunkin like griffin
If I went to class
Instead I prolly missed it
But math was my class
LoFlash count up them digits
You prolly be hatin
But f*ck you I missed it
Can't hear shit you sayin
This blunt got me lifted
Fresh out the womb my grams new I was gifted
I really wanna just go home
All these sleepless nights on the road
To the A n back now it's my home
Feelin lonely imma smoke a zone
You ain't f*ck wit me when I was broke
So who are you to call my phone
Long nights i was gettin cold
Writer: Lo Flash
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