Never Comin' Home
You better tell the crackers that ima gonna take the throne
I came out the sticks ima do it on my own
I told my mama that I'm never coming home
I've been on the road just like an orange cone
You better tell the crackers that ima gonna take the throne
I came out the sticks ima do it on my own
I told my mama that I'm never coming home
I've been on the road just like an orange cone
B is for beretta when I bang one through
Tom Brady with the Letter when I change 1-2
Put one through your sweater & one through your shoe
Ima trendsetter that you wish you knew
I put one in the air for my skins in the shu
I hate a fake friend that act brand new
Then they beg for some help when they about fall through
Then they get mad cause I cut them loose
I keep the concealed in my Canada goose
Cannabis cannibals all on the moves
Liberal losers all over the news
Overdosing on fentanyl that's substance abuse
You better tell the crackers that ima gonna take the throne
I came out the sticks ima do it on my own
I told my mama that I'm never coming home
I've been on the road just like an orange cone
You better tell the crackers that ima gonna take the throne
I came out the sticks ima do it on my own
I told my mama that I'm never coming home
I've been on the road just like an orange cone
You lost my respect when you made that statement
Moving high tech when I make that arrangement
Just another roughneck claim to be greatest
Just another redneck patiently waiting
On my next check so I can make that payment
Blow up on them dirt bags & keep them hating
Been to hell & back & I even met Satan
Pushing pedigree all over the pavement
I ain't coming home man I'm stuck on vacation
I'm one of a kind there will be no replacement
Started from the bottom & I feel like I'm famous
Look mama I almost made it
You better tell the crackers that ima gonna take the throne
I came out the sticks ima do it on my own
I told my mama that I'm never coming home
I've been on the road just like an orange cone
You better tell the crackers that ima gonna take the throne
I came out the sticks ima do it on my own
I told my mama that I'm never coming home
I've been on the road just like an orange cone
I came out the sticks ima do it on my own
I told my mama that I'm never coming home
I've been on the road just like an orange cone
You better tell the crackers that ima gonna take the throne
I came out the sticks ima do it on my own
I told my mama that I'm never coming home
I've been on the road just like an orange cone
B is for beretta when I bang one through
Tom Brady with the Letter when I change 1-2
Put one through your sweater & one through your shoe
Ima trendsetter that you wish you knew
I put one in the air for my skins in the shu
I hate a fake friend that act brand new
Then they beg for some help when they about fall through
Then they get mad cause I cut them loose
I keep the concealed in my Canada goose
Cannabis cannibals all on the moves
Liberal losers all over the news
Overdosing on fentanyl that's substance abuse
You better tell the crackers that ima gonna take the throne
I came out the sticks ima do it on my own
I told my mama that I'm never coming home
I've been on the road just like an orange cone
You better tell the crackers that ima gonna take the throne
I came out the sticks ima do it on my own
I told my mama that I'm never coming home
I've been on the road just like an orange cone
You lost my respect when you made that statement
Moving high tech when I make that arrangement
Just another roughneck claim to be greatest
Just another redneck patiently waiting
On my next check so I can make that payment
Blow up on them dirt bags & keep them hating
Been to hell & back & I even met Satan
Pushing pedigree all over the pavement
I ain't coming home man I'm stuck on vacation
I'm one of a kind there will be no replacement
Started from the bottom & I feel like I'm famous
Look mama I almost made it
You better tell the crackers that ima gonna take the throne
I came out the sticks ima do it on my own
I told my mama that I'm never coming home
I've been on the road just like an orange cone
You better tell the crackers that ima gonna take the throne
I came out the sticks ima do it on my own
I told my mama that I'm never coming home
I've been on the road just like an orange cone
Credits
Writer(s): Ryan Humphreys
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