Dariush and the Posse

As we approach the end of this tale The young mobster realizes Who at his table is a real homie And who is here to eat bread and sip wine So in this final part, ladies and gentlemen I give you Dariush and the Posse I got homies talking shit I got homies moving bricks I got homies on my line asking me about a feat I got homies that would kill If other homies came around Shit ... Ain't many homies come around I got homies in the back And I got homies in the trunk This a long ride Many homies don't know where I'm from I got homies that'll love me Some homies never did Dealing with abandonment issues Some homies never quit I got homies that won't stop If this homie was left behind And others that'll block the road Just to check if I'm fine I got homies investing Homies calling me the goat So if my market crashes We'll sink on the same boat For now it's all good though Cuz homies stackin' up dough From Rome to Montreal My songs moving like a cargo Still I got chains blinking on me Got your mains waiting on me Homies love stomping on me So I got two blickies on me This the last supper Yeah gather round This the last supper Yeah yeah This the last supper Yeah gather round This the last supper Yeah yeah Ain't no homie as hard on me As I am on myself But I keep pushing homies further Let's see who sees the edge Listen I got HOOOOMIEESSS And "homie are you good though ?" I said I got homies and homies and homies My homies'll rock APs Skeletons if they want to Point is we'll be royal Like the oak be dripping on jewels I got old money homies I got new money homies I got college degree homies I got street knowledge homies I got Bentley homies I got bus stop homies I got bust-ur-lip-and-knee-for-talking-back-typa homies Shit so many homies Don't many really know me Some make the "ho" in homie stand out Others made way for me to stand out This the last supper Yeah gather round This the last supper Yeah yeah This the last supper Yeah gather round This the last supper Yeah yeah