Homecoming

Yeah, oh come on.

Yeah, I know five people.

You son of my eyes.

Yeah, this album, my mommy's seen a son in a while.

Yeah, I show this.

Can't wait to see my niggas in front of my old chick.

Can't wait to see the beat catch in the cold.

Friends is ain't the same.

Please do one the same old chick.

Yeah, so niggas watch it.

I niggas been in it.

Why trying to get some niggas behind.

You still looking to feel trying to make it in the trap.

I'm in a putters on the map.

I told you I was coming back.

Yeah, so make way.

The prince of the city ain't the street that I can't stay.

You niggas is hanging just be happy.

I ain't changed.

Let's roll to the work we all want to say.

Hey, you're working.

And that's money to feed a chef.

We pray to God but we're trying to feed him.

He's a bad guy.

Yeah, yeah, if I never heard of him.

I'll never wait for him or he.

Actually, that is a bad idea.

My niggas, the suck.

Now, my always come home is when they go with your own.

When they go with shone, how to scratch it.

Show how to match it.

When my niggas sold a hole, a lot of crack.

Yeah, juggling them holes.

If it was a hole, a lot of that.

Yeah, you know what I want to do.

Put it close on my back.

You're coming home to give everything that old to a bad.

Yeah.

Hold me forever.

You're the same, yeah.

Yeah, shout to the whole field.

Yeah, so good.

And then my niggas are the bad idea.

If I know what I'm gonna have.

You ever win for me.

I don't want to show up.

So boy, me, I just touched down, man.

I'm over off Rams in shit.

All right.

We're looking.

I'm about to go check out my mom's man.

I was jumping for the night.

Oh, the laugh?

I don't mean anything.