HOME (feat. Jackie Stay Down)
Will you hold my hand
Help me to pretend
Looking down crying, I
I just wanna go home
I just wanna go home
I just wanna go home
I just want to go home
Everybody got a wholesome plan to defeat
The ambidextrous devil but it is disheveled
So they settle
For less but for now it's not more
I'm drinkin from the Ces and beggin for the lord
To join me in some convos
I got my flows on combo locks
Standin on my Tippy toes screamin that bravado
My bucket list is hit the lotto then become a fossil of a prophet
I would not knock back a bottle just to run my mouth
About the combo and say I got a lotta jokes
I'm out of my mind, what the fuck am I alive for?
Basically a fried yoke
Takin all that I rely on and break it open
It's a mirror
That's a sacred moment
Takin it for granted I'm just workin through my process
Makin progress, now I'm broke less, workin on that slow death boy, don't test
Regardless of depression I never had low pep
These steps are that of mankind
I can't lie, I tantalize a land of Ice
And random rights to dance at night
Landing in my bed, I bet I died
Funny thing is that I die willingly
Will you take my hand
Help me to pretend
Looking down crying, I
I just wanna go home
Givin in to spinning silk like synonyms in a description
Swallowing the cinnamon and rollin in the dough
But we gotta put a pin in it, I didn't get the O
I don't need both to be considered dope
Reminisce on throwbacks
That's shows I choked at
They said show us what you owe us
And it's not reciprocated
I incinerated your wages when I wasn't sellin my statements
I was holdin what they want, now it's spoken what they need
I didn't know I needed to let it be til 2016
My eyes were dilated
You couldn't try to trace it if it was bold printed pages
That was read by the potus on the podium
He seen it as an omen then omitted they controlling us
Fire all my cylinders
You lookin over stressed
Never been so picture perf
My shit is feelin fresh
My rhyme is to a listener like planes are to a head
Take em out to dinner first
They easily impress
The way my tape is title
Makes it seem like I'm enlightened
Livin on an island
I been known to light up
I been know to light it up
Might sign a check and then throw it in the sono tube before the pour begins
Money's just an ornament, got an angel on my dick
I got god cornered can he order me some shit?
I got god cornered
Can he order me some shit? Hell nah
Will you take my hand
Help me to pretend
Looking down crying, I
I just wanna go home
Help me to pretend
Looking down crying, I
I just wanna go home
I just wanna go home
I just wanna go home
I just want to go home
Everybody got a wholesome plan to defeat
The ambidextrous devil but it is disheveled
So they settle
For less but for now it's not more
I'm drinkin from the Ces and beggin for the lord
To join me in some convos
I got my flows on combo locks
Standin on my Tippy toes screamin that bravado
My bucket list is hit the lotto then become a fossil of a prophet
I would not knock back a bottle just to run my mouth
About the combo and say I got a lotta jokes
I'm out of my mind, what the fuck am I alive for?
Basically a fried yoke
Takin all that I rely on and break it open
It's a mirror
That's a sacred moment
Takin it for granted I'm just workin through my process
Makin progress, now I'm broke less, workin on that slow death boy, don't test
Regardless of depression I never had low pep
These steps are that of mankind
I can't lie, I tantalize a land of Ice
And random rights to dance at night
Landing in my bed, I bet I died
Funny thing is that I die willingly
Will you take my hand
Help me to pretend
Looking down crying, I
I just wanna go home
Givin in to spinning silk like synonyms in a description
Swallowing the cinnamon and rollin in the dough
But we gotta put a pin in it, I didn't get the O
I don't need both to be considered dope
Reminisce on throwbacks
That's shows I choked at
They said show us what you owe us
And it's not reciprocated
I incinerated your wages when I wasn't sellin my statements
I was holdin what they want, now it's spoken what they need
I didn't know I needed to let it be til 2016
My eyes were dilated
You couldn't try to trace it if it was bold printed pages
That was read by the potus on the podium
He seen it as an omen then omitted they controlling us
Fire all my cylinders
You lookin over stressed
Never been so picture perf
My shit is feelin fresh
My rhyme is to a listener like planes are to a head
Take em out to dinner first
They easily impress
The way my tape is title
Makes it seem like I'm enlightened
Livin on an island
I been known to light up
I been know to light it up
Might sign a check and then throw it in the sono tube before the pour begins
Money's just an ornament, got an angel on my dick
I got god cornered can he order me some shit?
I got god cornered
Can he order me some shit? Hell nah
Will you take my hand
Help me to pretend
Looking down crying, I
I just wanna go home
Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Mcgowan
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