Homecoming
On my momma I'm on
Did it all on my own
Tryna get all the way gone
And bring it all the way home
On my momma I'm on
Did it all on my own
Tryna get all the way gone
And bring it all the way home
Calling all on my phone
I've been all in my zone
Tryna get all the way gone
And bring it all the way home
From the bottom on my momma though
Been a problem since the muthafuckin' bottle bro
Blowin grade A honor roll
I been on a roll upper left right yep
Put that on the code
Put that on the code
Hell yea, make them feel the heat
Call the plumber they gonna try to leak
Better get a boat for the moat
Second hand ass rappers really they don't want the smoke
Don't sleep count sheep
I'm the one they call the muthafuckin' GOAT this here gonna go
Ain't no way around it city lost but I found it
Tried to count me out but they miscounted
Jai ain't never doubt it, D woulda never allowed it what they gonna do about it
Not a damn thang They ain't pulling up
I guarantee the only the only thing they pulling is a muthafuckin' hamstring
Ha what a damn shame
What they gonna do about it I don't know
What you gonna do about it man
Ain't no way around it that's how it go
City died when I cut back
Now I'm like fuck that
All of ya'll my sons no Maury
No toy story time to bring the buzz back
Get up off my nut sack
Really bruh who does that
Homecoming
Smoke something
Better put that on something
Upper left king in this thing and we gonna bust back
Bust back
Trust that
What's that
Hush that
On my momma, I'm on
Did it all on my own
Tryna get all the way gone
And bring it all the way home
Calling all on my phone
I've been all in my zone
Tryna get all the way gone
And bring it all the way home
Time to set the record straight
Boss up time to delegate
From the bottom trying to elevate
That hunger for more gonna need dinner plate
Hate killing more than Covid
Envy the only motive
No poker though never folded
Still the owner of my soul I never sold it
No lie man I'm at them like a Twitter name
Call of duty man I'm about to kill the game
Dat boy got the juice no Minute Maid
Diamond in the dirt but now then I'm the chain
Never letting up boy it's going down
Burning bridges in the city man we know the sound
Upper left I'm at they neck until I'm in the ground
No squares in my circle man I been around
Cutting corners boy cut them off
Bird in a bundle no butterball
Shooting from the hip, money ball
I am that muthafucka, son them all
Mighty
Mighty
Mighty
Mighty
Mighty
Mighty
Mighty
Homecoming
Did it all on my own
Tryna get all the way gone
And bring it all the way home
On my momma I'm on
Did it all on my own
Tryna get all the way gone
And bring it all the way home
Calling all on my phone
I've been all in my zone
Tryna get all the way gone
And bring it all the way home
From the bottom on my momma though
Been a problem since the muthafuckin' bottle bro
Blowin grade A honor roll
I been on a roll upper left right yep
Put that on the code
Put that on the code
Hell yea, make them feel the heat
Call the plumber they gonna try to leak
Better get a boat for the moat
Second hand ass rappers really they don't want the smoke
Don't sleep count sheep
I'm the one they call the muthafuckin' GOAT this here gonna go
Ain't no way around it city lost but I found it
Tried to count me out but they miscounted
Jai ain't never doubt it, D woulda never allowed it what they gonna do about it
Not a damn thang They ain't pulling up
I guarantee the only the only thing they pulling is a muthafuckin' hamstring
Ha what a damn shame
What they gonna do about it I don't know
What you gonna do about it man
Ain't no way around it that's how it go
City died when I cut back
Now I'm like fuck that
All of ya'll my sons no Maury
No toy story time to bring the buzz back
Get up off my nut sack
Really bruh who does that
Homecoming
Smoke something
Better put that on something
Upper left king in this thing and we gonna bust back
Bust back
Trust that
What's that
Hush that
On my momma, I'm on
Did it all on my own
Tryna get all the way gone
And bring it all the way home
Calling all on my phone
I've been all in my zone
Tryna get all the way gone
And bring it all the way home
Time to set the record straight
Boss up time to delegate
From the bottom trying to elevate
That hunger for more gonna need dinner plate
Hate killing more than Covid
Envy the only motive
No poker though never folded
Still the owner of my soul I never sold it
No lie man I'm at them like a Twitter name
Call of duty man I'm about to kill the game
Dat boy got the juice no Minute Maid
Diamond in the dirt but now then I'm the chain
Never letting up boy it's going down
Burning bridges in the city man we know the sound
Upper left I'm at they neck until I'm in the ground
No squares in my circle man I been around
Cutting corners boy cut them off
Bird in a bundle no butterball
Shooting from the hip, money ball
I am that muthafucka, son them all
Mighty
Mighty
Mighty
Mighty
Mighty
Mighty
Mighty
Homecoming
Credits
Writer(s): Mathias Mauk
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