Bacc Home (feat. P-Rocc)

Yeah I forgot I had this shit And I been thuggin on my own Yeah I been my backbone And ain't been sleeping a lot Because I need my sack long Been goin through it Try me I flip like a trap phone And I don't feel like myself I gotta get Bacc Home A hunnid million That's the vision That's why we living That's why we kick the shit we kickin with the hopes they get it I'm reminiscing on my life I made some bad decisions Tried to leave em in the past My demons got a life commitment I was only seven Pops had loaded up his weapon Put a shot into his chest But it ain't kill em So he put another one into his melon Later on that day My mama had dropped us off at my ganny's Couple hours later she came bacc & told us about daddy At first we was really happy See daddy use to hit mommy until her eyes was black And imagine the last time you seen yo daddy he was kidnapping you In the back of a red Alero Now the cops in back of us Now they got him handcuffed And threw him in back of they truck Because he beat mommy up So when she told us he was dead It was like a weight was lifted off my head Soon after that came the fear I was scared Now I gotta be the man Now I gotta make the plan To get my mama out that jam Put the gas on the scale I got a sale F*ck it Got so much I just told Chuckk to roll another L And naw this ain't no point five We ain't smoking like those guys Brodie passed me a blunt then I passed the joint Now we both high And I just popped a perc Finna go berserk Let me focus Niggas be bitching Mad at me Even without my glasses I see they living in travesty Niggas tried to run off with the shit And failed tragically They ain't passing me Nigga think he can overlap me Gone be a casualty I put nothing over this rapping Niggas ain't challenged me Told brodie to put down the backwoods now we smoke packs of sheets Shout my nigga Loc Every time he let me hold zaps of weed Slaving at The Lemp Me my nigga Zay & my nigga Keem Just to get the cheese Just to chase the dreams How it gotta be Link wit Bo I come with the rhythm He bring the melodies Tryna get the people to listen So what you telling me Gotta get my mama out Baden I gotta make it Remember late nights was texting with Raven Told me have patience While I'm waiting I'll serve a P Was having trouble with patients End up smoking more than I made Now it's back to the basics Lock myself in the lab I ain't leaving til I'm the greatest I'm so focused my path Ain't for failure Premeditated everything that I've grasped And my niggas know that I love em Cuz I'll give them my last And I been thuggin on my own Yeah I been my backbone And ain't been sleeping a lot Because I need my sack long Been goin thru it try me I flip like a trap phone And I don't feel like myself I gotta get Back home Back home Back home I gotta get back home And I only feel safe when I'm back in my trap zone If you get it for that price but don't double You trap wrong And my people say I gotta get focused Get back home Back home