home for turkeyy

Everything fall apart Traditions breakdown Empty houses turn to art Delicious taste now Seasons past Where the change Whole time Know a young nigga held the pain Same roof but it's different paint Same tone but a different shade Home only bring me back To who I used to be How the f*ck you a mute when u 17 Blame the stars and the rising sun Built a gun but I'm trying love see me fly Tom cruise Stunts but I still feel like a tiny guy High of the shinny light I am not the Whiney type I am iron Mike When I'm not in jersey I hear the city flirty I see the ciggy smoking From my last love Didn't mean to lead you on But the seasons change Now I'm moving on While you stay the same practice what I preach while I pray from the grave In a metal cage Take the mic away Oo Baby I'm living life Oo baby I'm doing fine Everything fall apart Traditions break down Empty houses turn to dust Man I'm fucking up made my house out of metal i was prone to rust Put my mouth on the kettle how i burned my teeth Vision of my past life stay surrounding me Black tea Black magic Black life The foundation hold scars of tragic Like when the blunt is passing Coughing up pain like it's phlegm Ew nigga Gross My eyes say i'm doing nothing But my people say i do the most Shit post nigga I won't let you get close nigga Thick rope Burn around the throat baby I won't let you get close baby Shit post nigga I won't let you get close baby I won't let you close Oh Baby I'm living life Oh baby I'm doing fine