Why don't you come home?
Knew that you were somethin' when my face went numb
Standin' in the corner when the lights went low
Preyin' on this bottle til my eyes go closed, til my mind goes slow
Cause damn, you got a body though
But don't know me so
Stop all this distance girl
This ain't a f*ckin' tour
I finna smoke some more
If you wanna go
Out through the side door
Why you on my mind though?
I ain't ever f*cked with a dime yo
Imma do my thing til your mine oh
That's why I'm on the f*ckin mic oh
Hit another line though
Likin' sour drinks with the limes bro
Got designer watch with the nice clothes
But I don't give a f*ck about the time though
You like my music though
All the way back to my rock demos
We're f*ckin' in the corner til the lights turned on
My boys a f*ckin' moron, should've locked the door I need a warning bro
Cause damn this party blows
Cause there's so much blow
F*ck man I'm makin' jokes
Why you on my mind though?
I ain't ever stunted with a dime yo
Imma do my thing til your mind blow
That's why I'm on the f*ckin mic oh
Hit another line though
Likin' sour drinks with the limes bro
Got designer watch with the nice clothes
But I don't give a f*ck about the time though