Come Home

(Darknet)

Yeah, look, look

I'm raw with the paper count, know how to stack this shit

Nigga, that's your ho, you the one claim her, you see me with her, her back be bent

I don't do Xans, remember the shit that I need, tryin' not to relapse and shit

I was in Cali, ain't nobody know, I went out with the bros, I was fuckin' my active bitch

Feelin' like Sosa in '12, I'm drowsy as hell, tell 'em provide Actavis

We slide up like a snail, put shit on like nails, rap nigga, but'll clap your shit

I hate a thot ho gettin' too loose out her lips, I be ready to smack a bitch

Shoot first, ask shit later, his eyes rolled back, it's complete, we wrappin' shit

Okay, slight 50, that's on a bad day, trench shit, I grew up the bad way

I used to be outside hangin' in gangways, really didn't care what my dad say

He was locked up really, so we had to talk through a phone, shit resulted in a bad case

Livin' life on the edge and I ain't wanna beg, had to hustle to make it the fast way

Okay, standin' outside on the block for a Glock and some J, fuck a cash day

They kids look up to me, guess I'm an idol, don't drop out of school, take the math way

I committed myself, deleted my feelings too young, so in it the bad way

Lighters flickin', the pastor just want us repentin', but we still sinnin' like every day

R.I.P. to the dead, it's a church day, funeral, nightmare, birthdays

Green in my pocket three-sixty-five, Earth day, shake this bitch up, start earthquakes

We runnin' this ho like a game on the floor, I bet he won't step out on the turf way

I don't listen to many, it's all in my head and myself, but I'm clear on what Durk say

He a dead bitch talkin', a dead bitch walkin', I bet he end up with a hearse play

'Hursday, feel tight, clappin' shit up the worst way, now he lay up with a hearse day

Tryna let a bitch breathe and don't stay on her back, she gon' take that lil' room, it's twerk space

I ain't regrettin' shit, maybe they done forget how I get in this cup with a Smurk face

Real street nigga, built up the rank, everybody know Go in the city

I got money in a safe, so do what I say, so I tell 'em reap out the city

Gassin' him up, dissed us, nigga died next day, how he went out, a beautiful killin'

I had dude and them number, you wanna be real, I did not want the internet in it

Crazy, I beef with internet bitches

Yellin' on live, folks internet snitchin'

Broad day, jumpin' out cars, strap clickin'

Killin' opp hos if they play 'cause they with it

Strike mode, BLW missin'

First nigga dropped, "How you know?" I was with him

I can't say a lot 'bout what happened on Winston

That's dumb as fuck, might as well plea at a district

Too many opps, they're created players, switched blocks, I do not wanna kick it, I'm chillin'

Stay have to watch every nigga that come around hot, if you reach for my diamonds, trilly

Still in the box, but I'm out with my ankle on lock, I guess they ain't that dumb, they feel it

Kill every opp, if your homie a rat, get him dropped, 88 don't indulge in snitchin'