Way Home (333) (feat. Mick Jenkins)

Haha, lovely These are, improvisations from various, Periods of my life And I remember that song from my childhood very well You do?, I remember you used to play it when was a little girl Oohhhh, This, is a very special song... I just wake up, start my day, Why am I so afraid? Of all the things I cannot change, I'm just trying to find my way home I care about how real you are, not what you got... People always claim they real, I don't know where they are They probably folded keep it real my team the coldest, no I'm not the oldest But everyday I'm growing into who I'm meant to be... Follow me and you gon' see, I think it's meant to be... 333 It's time to stop, following the herd and find your own way Shit, I'm wearing all black, minus these gold chains Time to break away and find your own lane, I don't want half... Me, I want the whole thing Shit is hella fast, we talking bout my growth rate I'm from LA, California, that's my home state Can't even listen to your music, know you so fake Lotta hard work, that's what it's gon' take That's why I give this shit my everything Worry bout the past? I've never been, I'm lying Know I'm trying everyday, gotta remember to breathe Finally got a team, we a group of brothers Never put no one above us, cause we help each other out That's what brotherhood about Grateful I met Dylan Hansen I don't want anything, I'm not demanding with my actions Spring forward, dropped that shit a classic Tap in Left to get it, I'm trying to find my way back It's no reclining, but by design, and this young nigga laid back I don't make claims, just facts Only play games with the fam, put a hundred on ten, we a match Got a buck fifty on my head, it's the second hand that they can't catch Just step back, you gotta watch Seen them up sticks, wasn't playing fetch Couple hit markers in the box, using permanent markers When you move, that's just how they writing life, stay sharp Keep the herb with me, need the spice of life Got the light, it never stay dark Got the water, it's a trademark Play dumb and just kept quiet While the stupid motherfuckers play it smart Then step back and made art Another step back, no James Harden Can't do the team like that We just gon' play our parts... I just wake up, start my day, Why am I so afraid? Of all the things I cannot change, I'm just trying to find my way home I care about how real you are, not what you got... People always claim they real, I don't know where they are They probably folded keep it real my team the coldest, no I'm not the oldest But everyday I'm growing into who I'm meant to be... Follow me and you gon' see, I think it's meant to be... 333 F*ck with ya boy If you f*ck with ya boy, if you say you f*ck with me In, anyway, F*ck with me