Runnin' Thru the 7th With My Woadies
When you come home, I'll stop this
When you come home, I'll stop this
View from a balcony, pool lit up blue, lawn chairs next to the ice chest
Stuffed two grams in the blunt that we just blew
Now I'm gettin' blown by a bitch, who? I don't know her name
Gold chain hangin', got a few in the room
But I don't wear 'em out, only wear 'em in the house
'Cause I shine so bright, I don't wanna blind you
Who knew Yung $now wouldn't melt in the summer? It's true
Cold as a polar bear, chillin' with Stunna and $lick, I'm surrounded by tulips
Got me 'bout two clips, got me 'bout two scripts filled up with Oxy
Smoke hovers all around my fuckin' body
I murdered this bitch named Oddy, yeah, I shot him
$lick got the shovels, and we diggin' all night
Pouya in the Caddy, told him, "Shine the light bright", 'cause I'm diggin' in darkness
What was a good day has turned into the usual back in all black like a funeral
When you come home, I'll stop this
When you come home, I'll stop this
Runnin' from the cops through the motherfuckin' 7th
Six bodies dropped, and nobody went to Heaven
Block stay hot when I'm creepin' with the weapon
Gotta keep the pills in me, all because of my depression
City of the crescent, ridin' with a Smith & Wesson
Got a motherfucker guessin' when I hit 'em with the blessin'
Two shots to the dome, six shots in the chrome
All shot through your home, now that's a crime zone
$-U-I-C-I-D-E, $carecrow creepin' with Uzi
Lucifer, please come save me, throw crucifixes at my feet
Walkin' through the depths of hell, watchin' as the oceans swell
Grey 59, that's Los Cartel, nothin' but death in every cell
When you come home, I'll stop this
When you come home, I'll stop this
Yeah, she too deep in the flask
Drinkin' and thinkin' gonna lead to a bad decision
Déjà vu, I've been through it with you, multiple times on many occasions
Contemplatin' vacatin' without you, I doubt you the one
I could be wrong, I could be sprung, I could be dumb
I could be dumbfounded, well-rounded, plus the head game therapeutic
She knew when she blew it like Nintendo, you heard me
Some of y'all better curve me, my dick game army strong
My only hope is my song go on for long
This life ain't promised whether you accomplished
What you think about inside of yo' apartment
You workin' for nothin', you worthless, bitch, yeah
When you come home, I'll stop this
When you come home, I'll stop this
When you come home, I'll stop this
When you come home, I'll stop this
When you come home, I'll stop this
View from a balcony, pool lit up blue, lawn chairs next to the ice chest
Stuffed two grams in the blunt that we just blew
Now I'm gettin' blown by a bitch, who? I don't know her name
Gold chain hangin', got a few in the room
But I don't wear 'em out, only wear 'em in the house
'Cause I shine so bright, I don't wanna blind you
Who knew Yung $now wouldn't melt in the summer? It's true
Cold as a polar bear, chillin' with Stunna and $lick, I'm surrounded by tulips
Got me 'bout two clips, got me 'bout two scripts filled up with Oxy
Smoke hovers all around my fuckin' body
I murdered this bitch named Oddy, yeah, I shot him
$lick got the shovels, and we diggin' all night
Pouya in the Caddy, told him, "Shine the light bright", 'cause I'm diggin' in darkness
What was a good day has turned into the usual back in all black like a funeral
When you come home, I'll stop this
When you come home, I'll stop this
Runnin' from the cops through the motherfuckin' 7th
Six bodies dropped, and nobody went to Heaven
Block stay hot when I'm creepin' with the weapon
Gotta keep the pills in me, all because of my depression
City of the crescent, ridin' with a Smith & Wesson
Got a motherfucker guessin' when I hit 'em with the blessin'
Two shots to the dome, six shots in the chrome
All shot through your home, now that's a crime zone
$-U-I-C-I-D-E, $carecrow creepin' with Uzi
Lucifer, please come save me, throw crucifixes at my feet
Walkin' through the depths of hell, watchin' as the oceans swell
Grey 59, that's Los Cartel, nothin' but death in every cell
When you come home, I'll stop this
When you come home, I'll stop this
Yeah, she too deep in the flask
Drinkin' and thinkin' gonna lead to a bad decision
Déjà vu, I've been through it with you, multiple times on many occasions
Contemplatin' vacatin' without you, I doubt you the one
I could be wrong, I could be sprung, I could be dumb
I could be dumbfounded, well-rounded, plus the head game therapeutic
She knew when she blew it like Nintendo, you heard me
Some of y'all better curve me, my dick game army strong
My only hope is my song go on for long
This life ain't promised whether you accomplished
What you think about inside of yo' apartment
You workin' for nothin', you worthless, bitch, yeah
When you come home, I'll stop this
When you come home, I'll stop this
When you come home, I'll stop this
When you come home, I'll stop this
Credits
Writer(s): Kevin Pouya, Aristos Petrou, Scott Arceneaux
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