Far Away
Uh
Ain't nothin' for me here
Gotta leave
Far away from home
Long days, long nights
In the studio
Work all day long
Ain't nothin' for me here
Gotta leave, 'fore I lost my goals
Ain't nothin' for me here
Gotta leave
Far away from home
Uh
I was away for so long
Had to come back to show y'all
How much I wanna go off
To blow up
So many eggs in my basket
I can't drop it
But life's turned on the hydraulics
(Now I'm bouncin' homie)
Uh
I make it so dope, you feenin'
Record turnin' cut the needle
Hear it stop, tell me you need it
Panties droppin'
Parties poppin'
I'm at home gettin' lost in
Beats often
Yea you hear that
Know I'm cookin'
Don't ever overlook me, son
You and yo mob deep in trouble
Think you shook me, son
You want beef?
I want steak, go 'head and cook me one
Thought you was the shit
'Till I went and took me one
Ya lil bitch
You ain't got the real I possess
With the skills I finesse
And can still be the best
Now it's on
So all of y'all get off my stages
And tell the DJ
That the mics need exchangin'
Uh
Ain't nothin' for me here
Gotta leave
Far away from home
Long days, long nights
In the studio
Work all day long
Ain't nothin' for me here
Gotta leave, 'fore I lost my goals
Ain't nothin' for me here
Gotta leave
Far away from home
Ain't a thing compares
To them green bucks
Havin' em, and ain't
Worried bout bills each month
Cause being broke
Music has got me up
Workin' after work
Life's been nothin' but a re-run
So sleep I'm gettin' less of
I ain't really stressin'
I take it as a blessin'
Just know I might be next up
Thinkin' bout all it
Fuck whoever's callin'
I been in the studio
That's why I ain't lost it
Never white flag wavin'
Heavy dime bag blazin'
Catch me right on Franklin
With a brew and rolled a few
On the way to the booth
Find a beat and
Get my heater ready
Aim and I shoot
It be dope 'fore we record
Before exchangin' the loot
It was dope before
I wrote it down
And brang it to you
Now get us paid
Ship it off
Send it to Spain
Dish it away
Every state
Get this shit played
Cause I can't
Stay
Ain't nothin' for me here
Gotta leave
Far away from home
Long days, long nights
In the studio
Work all day long
Ain't nothin' for me here
Gotta leave, 'fore I lost my goals
Ain't nothin' for me here
Gotta leave
Far away from home
Ain't nothin' for me here
Gotta leave
Far away from home
Long days, long nights
In the studio
Work all day long
Ain't nothin' for me here
Gotta leave, 'fore I lost my goals
Ain't nothin' for me here
Gotta leave
Far away from home
Uh
I was away for so long
Had to come back to show y'all
How much I wanna go off
To blow up
So many eggs in my basket
I can't drop it
But life's turned on the hydraulics
(Now I'm bouncin' homie)
Uh
I make it so dope, you feenin'
Record turnin' cut the needle
Hear it stop, tell me you need it
Panties droppin'
Parties poppin'
I'm at home gettin' lost in
Beats often
Yea you hear that
Know I'm cookin'
Don't ever overlook me, son
You and yo mob deep in trouble
Think you shook me, son
You want beef?
I want steak, go 'head and cook me one
Thought you was the shit
'Till I went and took me one
Ya lil bitch
You ain't got the real I possess
With the skills I finesse
And can still be the best
Now it's on
So all of y'all get off my stages
And tell the DJ
That the mics need exchangin'
Uh
Ain't nothin' for me here
Gotta leave
Far away from home
Long days, long nights
In the studio
Work all day long
Ain't nothin' for me here
Gotta leave, 'fore I lost my goals
Ain't nothin' for me here
Gotta leave
Far away from home
Ain't a thing compares
To them green bucks
Havin' em, and ain't
Worried bout bills each month
Cause being broke
Music has got me up
Workin' after work
Life's been nothin' but a re-run
So sleep I'm gettin' less of
I ain't really stressin'
I take it as a blessin'
Just know I might be next up
Thinkin' bout all it
Fuck whoever's callin'
I been in the studio
That's why I ain't lost it
Never white flag wavin'
Heavy dime bag blazin'
Catch me right on Franklin
With a brew and rolled a few
On the way to the booth
Find a beat and
Get my heater ready
Aim and I shoot
It be dope 'fore we record
Before exchangin' the loot
It was dope before
I wrote it down
And brang it to you
Now get us paid
Ship it off
Send it to Spain
Dish it away
Every state
Get this shit played
Cause I can't
Stay
Ain't nothin' for me here
Gotta leave
Far away from home
Long days, long nights
In the studio
Work all day long
Ain't nothin' for me here
Gotta leave, 'fore I lost my goals
Ain't nothin' for me here
Gotta leave
Far away from home
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Writer(s): Curtis Turner
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