Homecoming

Yeah yeah a little louder Yea Yea There's no room for overthinking only over drinking Man I wanna go home I hear my phone is ringing When I close my eyes I see worse memories All my regrets and who I pretended to be And Yeah I been a f*ck up Burnt a couple bridges from the ground up, got skeletons in my closet Like they was dug up, I ain't really talk to my ex in like 4 months That shit ended because I wanted space, in the truth of reality Wanted woman in my place, ones I didn't know Bitches in and out like 10 or 4 Yeah I love this music shit but I aint gonna tell you what I'd do with it I spend nights fighting my self, man I be high leave my pride on the shelf When I drive I feel like I'm one with myself Man shout out my dad He Been a real one since I revealed myself, yeah I been janky Cranky lately couple wrong moves you kept it 180 I still feel like shit cause you still be staying with me I got nothing to offer I be up making songs they all just somber Walking in my tank top and my boxers smoking weed like a Rasta Spending money I got a problem, my engineered is paid tho He taking trips cacos I mean da Poconos, the shit the same bro I always been when to poke some holes see where it goes Down with Alice I go, in this wonderland With fucking hoes and rubber bands Uhh Yeah that's the only shit I care about make a mill take my momma out Put her in a crib bigger than Obama house I think everybody hate me I been steady rapping this shit Turned on lights cameras action, Christ or Patrick Who I wanna be? Maybe spider man in a world of dreams Counting down smoking trees in my dungarees Yeah that's the only shit I care about make a mill take my momma out Put her in a crib bigger than Obama house I think everybody hate me I been steady rapping this shit Turned on lights cameras action, Christ or Patrick Who I wanna be? Maybe spider man in a world of dreams Counting down smoking trees in my dungarees