Lyrics:
I'm gonna be there
I said gonna be there
Wait for me
I'm coming home
Keep the candles lit
Don't you dare eat alone
Today's our day
We're gonna celebrate
pilot, the environment reacts
Mirror images of a life of stone
Family asking me when he's coming home
Shit I wish I knew, I still miss him too
But the hero
and right
Everyday, after school, coming home from a fight
Influenced by music, they worship by it
The least they could do is not listen to shit
I've been
ass sound
Up and coming artist's got identity crisis
Cause whenever you you the labels turn you away
But when you me you think of a way
To cast
It's that time of year again
Y'all gon' be like, "Why this nigga startin' off like that?"
Disrespectful
Rap Up 2019
(Great John on the beat, by
word to everything
The infamous little nigga from the Island
Hempstead get dough and get violent
Shout out to Terrace, Park Side
The shacks in Martin
Get shimmy with it
And I call my nigga Jimmy to set up my tint
I ain't go camping, running from the ten and two
At least pretend to do
I manifest my
Kelly from the 90s
I feel like I'm at home when ever I'm off inside it
Together we flyer than the passages plus the pilot
Told her I'm toxic af
But I
Fitness, Early morning plotting had roaches on the dishes
Told my my dog, I'ma make it, I don't need no gimmicks Acid in my head, band, like I'm Jimmy
I got you singing along by the end of this song
Because I'm home grown and I'm chasing the throne
It's a fight to the top and I don't do battle alone
coming home at night isn’t always guaranteed
I can't breathe
Hatred flooding in the streets
We’re drowning in the poison everyone in disbelief
I can't
A hummingbird was buzzing around me by the bamboo
Smoke was coming out of the chimneys
I don't understand myself
I spend the first 18 years of my life
Trying
to leave here
Money wifey bring her thrones where she belongs
And bring her home for moms to meet her
More stars than Quantico through the receivers aye
I
take the pain
I hate caste
if it's not the one
you die from mind
if no friend is fake
home scene
I have a lot
today is my last day
you have a lot of days
Who them young niggas blowing
Loud in the Dutch, all Raw no Swishers
I'm just trying to make a lot of money bring
It home split it up with my niggas
before coming home
Cause we knew pops would spaz if I ran from beef of my own
He taught me better as a man stand for what you believe
Avoid violence at all
In today's music news: the ever-controversial 2Pac Shakur
Has just released another album under the alias "Makaveli"
Music insiders are running
[Hook]
You ain't gotta go home (you aint gotta go), but you gotta get the hell up out of here
If you got someone (somebody), then go get you a room
to yourself to go out there and see what else is coming
No one knows what the future holds in stores
It gotta be better than this, of course
Opinions be bias
Gzeppy, Come Back Home, let's go
It's a vibe
I have aspirations, won't leave my dedications
So wish me well, hope for good, won't let down
"Brown Sugar" by D'Angelo
In Los Angele's, like an Evangelist
I can introduce you to your maker
Bring you closer to nature
Ashes after they cremate you
Home threat in the possession, correction
The profession's, progression, no question
It's just a mental note but the expert levels are low
It used to be
now we in the door
Feeling like there's something
that we worth fighting for
I been in mode
Now its time for something more
Album on the way
Classics
already know what I'm about homie
I'm young I'm focused I'm just coming out homie
You can go by what you hear through word of mouth homie
Or step out
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