Home (Explicit)

It's the Sweet Life am not talking bout Zach and Cody

Home girl light up the blunt while am sitting laughing with brodie

Thinking world domination

Come join me up in the matrix

(Man them plans sounded makeshift)

But we still worked the late shift

Said I'll be home in a few just got a dream to catch

Every dog has its day and am just playing fetch

Vision I drew the sketch

From boy I manifested this talent and the invested till destiny intercepted

Mama am late again but your boy gon win in the end

Mark my words as I write them like test papers they gon grade us.

I've been at it adjusting keys and volume faders

I found my key now am serving the main call the waiter

And leave a tip like the garrick inside my rolling papers

Word is bond ama see it to the end

See the truths what am tryna comprehend

Oh the Benz just an extra in the scene

Nothings real as what it seems fuck a lie see am just tryna make amends

I see you trying to be a Ken doll

Tapping Kylie and Kendell

Acting like you Cunningham

With money in hand,

But I be bob the builder

A block fielder

No not no gloc wielder

But still top piller

For real I'm hot nigga

Not Trill but still southern

You don't feel me? you'll fear coming

You hear me the hood love me

I get it and cook

Man these bitches be hooked,

While you tripping and shock,

You see me sitting with crooks,

So you itching to book,

While I'm gripping on them pages

A black man educated

Tell them that the fella made it

Straight up out the hood

And I ain't changed,

I'm still no good

Keeping it real as I should

Cause when you from here that there is understood

And rolled up on that slow creep

They gone peep what that flow reap

Like OG's low key but still known in these streets

If you ain't holding a peace nigga hold your peace