What Is Love? (feat. Assata Amani & Redyn)

I'm trying to find my way back home

I'm trying to find my way back home (Back home)
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel

I'm trying to find my way back home (Back home)
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel

Yea
What is love
Why is it forced
And do we really need it
I love some people like fam
And we ain't even speaking
It ain't no secret
Just in the field got a decent defense
I tried to satisfy the masses under false pretense
It wasn't me
The vibe was off
My flaws ain't let me see it, yea
Why we can't all just get along
All the disappointment do
Is write a verse for every song
Thought you was my nigga
You left my life at stake
That alcohol gone be the death of you
If you don't find a way
Some niggas never learn
Until the lesson in their face
It's a blessing just detecting
When some shit ain't in your grace
Lost some friends and gained some family
I feel they well replaced
I gave too much
They took too much
The separation granted space
Now my vision is like a mural
And these words is how I paint
How I think
I don't know
This shit just flows like river banks
If you seen the shit I seen
Ya mind would roam in such a way
Yabz

I'm trying to find my way back home (Back home)
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel

I'm trying to find my way back home (Back home)
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel

Go wit the flow
Gone with the wind
I knew it could happen
Didn't know when
Picked up the pen along with some habits
Running out of space
For all the thoughts my head inhabits
Sparking blunts in traffic
Would of thought it's legal
Rolling up
Stuffed crust in the coupe
No room for evil
Feel like it's just us
But living in denial
For a while
So I put my thoughts in a file
And documenting trials
While I grow with every step
And lighting tiles
Like I'm Michael's
Reincarnation with the styles
They Offered an inch
I'm taking miles
Won't stop until I got my product in the isles
Duckin sharks and crocodiles
Rhymes, I got piles
With times
That show proof
Give it a couple years
My prime showing the truth
Comin' off the top again
I'm just doing what I do
Rotation Love in this bitch
It's nothing new
Red

I'm trying to find my way back home (Back home)
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel

I'm trying to find my way back home (Back home)
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel
Fuck how you feel