MGM to BOS (House Is Not a Home)

Uh, uh, uh, keep it A1 with my day one
Cause my day one been A1 since day one, ya feel me?
Uh, A1 with my day one cause my day one, heh heh

MGM to Boston, then Boston back to Rome
It's too late for me
Gotta leave this shit alone
Everything's in the air but I'm really feeling thrown
Now my house, now my house, now my house is not my, home
MGM to Boston, then Boston back to Rome
2-3 Vibe but I'm all out my zone
Tell my baby, tell my baby, I'm bout to come on
Now my house, now my house, now my house is not my, home

This next phase dangerous, that's cause they know me
Boy, you got it set up nicely, they told me
You a fucking dog, man, these niggas bout to GOAT me
Ohh, this downtown life, built for the old me
That hot boy shit too easy, I'm bored
Been a long time since a nigga was floored
Yeah, I talk big on some Cassius shit
All I wanted was a pinky ring and mo bread
All I was focused on kicking all these flows, yeah
King shit first, foremost, no exceptions
Til I found a real one who doing no sweating
Yeah, I got a ill one, oh, you teaching me the lessons
No competitions, ha'an, no coming second
Now you reppin, you checking, yo wrist, it stay blessed and
Ain't no other side but to respect it, bout to check in

MGM to Boston, then Boston back to Rome
It's too late for me
Gotta leave this shit alone
Everything's in the air but I'm really feeling thrown
Now my house, now my house, now my house is not my, home
MGM to Boston, then Boston back to Rome
2-3 Vibe but I'm all out my zone
Tell my baby, tell my baby, I'm bout to come on
Now my house, now my house, now my house is not my, home

My flight lands at 8, 495 by 9
Shotgun, Mo Clarett, my game just reminds
Eat grapes like a king and queens, trap music, we slide
I whip, she ride, I flip, she sly, eclipse a high, it's different, right
Pretentious buys, every blue moon, we slip inside
We ain't selling no wolf tickets, nah
Don't hold your breath, ain't no switching, nah
True players blow kisses to the benches, nah
Team ain't big enough, the clock's ticking, yah
Checkout text, don't hit me, nah
This time it's cool if they forget me now
Them niggas folded and faded, man these hoes, they was playing
Got me a Remy I'm saving, got me Moet I ain't spraying
All them days, you done made it, all the miles you away
Eye for an eye for them niggas, yeah, now you see what I'm sayin?
I'm headed

MGM to Boston, then Boston back to Rome
It's too late for me
Gotta leave this shit alone
Everything's in the air but I'm really feeling thrown
Now my house, now my house, now my house is not my, home
MGM to Boston, then Boston back to Rome
2-3 Vibe now I'm all out my zone
Tell my baby, tell my baby, I'm bout to come on
Now my house, now my house, now my house is not my, home

Keep it A1 with my day one cause
My day one been A1 since day one, ya feel me
HA-HA HA-HA, HA-HA
Keep it A1 with my day one cause
My day one been A1 since day one, ya feel me
Baybehhh
Took me a minute but I get it
Kinda look the same but sum' different
They in the same game but they ain't wit it
Shit, no wolf tickets, ya feel me?
Baybehhhhhhhhh



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Writer(s): Ty'ron West
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