Homecoming

I'm I-95 cruising, the sun in my eyes

Headed south, dog, my mom ain't seen her son in awhile

Yea, I'll sure is

Can't wait to see my ****** and **** with my old chicks

Can't wait to cruise the city, be catching them old grins

Same ******, same place, doing the same old ****

Yea, so ***** watch it!

A ***** been in NY tryna get some bigger pockets

You still up in the ville, tryna make it in the trap

I'm finna put us on the map; I told you I was coming back, Cuz

Yeah, so make way, the prince of the city, ain't a street I can't stay

You ****** is hatin,' just be happy I ain't changed

Blunts rolled to the murk, we all want the same thing

And that's- money to feed us, yup

We pray to God, but, we ain't tryna meet Him yet, haha!

Yea, If I never..

Actually that is a bad idea, my *****

'Cause, uh

Nah nah nah

Now I'ma always come home

Its where a ***** was grown

Where a ***** was shown

How to scrap, yup

Shown how to mack, yup

Where my ****** sold a whole lot of crack, yup

Juggling them hoes

There was a whole lot of that, yup

Momma work to the bone, puttin' clothes on my back

I'm comin' home to give everything I owe to her back, yea

Yeah, I swear they say, man

Shout to the whole ville!

Of course, so real!

Uh, If I never- if I never went home again

"Hello? Chill out *****, what's up, boy?

Yeah, I just touched down man

I'm over off Ramsey and ****

Aiight, well look

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

What's jumping for tonight?

Oh the Live? I'm in there, *****