Good Homes
Staring at the phone, weighin out these zones
Mind on my P's and I'm knowin
They need to find good homes
All I need is a call, they'll get going
Hoping it's my homies who will open em
Put em in the air, make it there's my prayer
Home on the phone, sit and stare
Staring at the phone, weighin out these zones
Mind on my P's and I'm knowin
They need to find good homes
All I need is a call, they'll get going
Hoping it's my homies who will open em
Put em in the air, make it there's my prayer
Home on the phone, sit and stare
They need to find good homes
At my phone sit and stare, I don't even care
Yeah, I got my scale tared, everything prepared
We ship it out from Cali on to anywhere
You ain't never caught no mail? Fool, you hella scared
I done sent hella air, stuffed inside a teddy bear
Children's toys, paranoid, I'm hyperaware
Of my surroundings, I know all my neighbors cars
So if I've never seen it parked there before might be the law
I'm finna hit it raw, twenty lights in my garage
Pull down forty pounds every two months like a mirage
I play my odds and I play em long
Broke now but I'll be rich by the time you hear this song
Staring at the phone, weighin out these zones
Mind on my P's and I'm knowin
They need to find good homes
All I need is a call, they'll get going
Hoping it's my homies who will open em
Put em in the air, make it there's my prayer
Home on the phone, sit and stare
Staring at the phone, weighin out these zones
Mind on my P's and I'm knowin
They need to find good homes
All I need is a call, they'll get going
Hoping it's my homies who will open em
Put em in the air, make it there's my prayer
Home on the phone, sit and stare
They need to find good homes
Got one in the air, got one on the ground
Got another's a prayer, probably never be found
Got a few in the works, if you lookin for the newest
I can search it and then it's in your town
Pass me the cash and I'll package it now
Wrappin em up and I'm trackin em down
Rackin it up when I'm floodin the droughts
Runnin hella routes when they need me in the South
Throw four in a day to four different states
More on the way, I'm fillin up plates
My cup runneth over, got juice like grapes
Got purple like drank plus whatever your taste
Said you need a hand? Well I'm dealin all aces
Dying to survive but we tired of the basics
It's either make a living or life so I weighed it
Packaged, taped it, shipping I paid it
Patiently waited, homie said it made it
Patrick Mahones with the pass how I played it
Grass to pavement, pathway I paved it
Day Lux I saved it, I Nicholas Cage'd it
Staring at the phone, where the time gone?
Got end zones in multiple time zones
When they find the bomb in the mail their mind's blown
Another pack of good to a good home
Staring at the phone, weighin out these zones
Mind on my P's and I'm knowin
They need to find good homes
All I need is a call, they'll get going
Hoping it's my homies who will open em
Put em in the air, make it there's my prayer
Home on the phone, sit and stare
Staring at the phone, weighin out these zones
Mind on my P's and I'm knowin
They need to find good homes
All I need is a call, they'll get going
Hoping it's my homies who will open em
Put em in the air, make it there's my prayer
Home on the phone, sit and stare
They need to find good homes
Mind on my P's and I'm knowin
They need to find good homes
All I need is a call, they'll get going
Hoping it's my homies who will open em
Put em in the air, make it there's my prayer
Home on the phone, sit and stare
Staring at the phone, weighin out these zones
Mind on my P's and I'm knowin
They need to find good homes
All I need is a call, they'll get going
Hoping it's my homies who will open em
Put em in the air, make it there's my prayer
Home on the phone, sit and stare
They need to find good homes
At my phone sit and stare, I don't even care
Yeah, I got my scale tared, everything prepared
We ship it out from Cali on to anywhere
You ain't never caught no mail? Fool, you hella scared
I done sent hella air, stuffed inside a teddy bear
Children's toys, paranoid, I'm hyperaware
Of my surroundings, I know all my neighbors cars
So if I've never seen it parked there before might be the law
I'm finna hit it raw, twenty lights in my garage
Pull down forty pounds every two months like a mirage
I play my odds and I play em long
Broke now but I'll be rich by the time you hear this song
Staring at the phone, weighin out these zones
Mind on my P's and I'm knowin
They need to find good homes
All I need is a call, they'll get going
Hoping it's my homies who will open em
Put em in the air, make it there's my prayer
Home on the phone, sit and stare
Staring at the phone, weighin out these zones
Mind on my P's and I'm knowin
They need to find good homes
All I need is a call, they'll get going
Hoping it's my homies who will open em
Put em in the air, make it there's my prayer
Home on the phone, sit and stare
They need to find good homes
Got one in the air, got one on the ground
Got another's a prayer, probably never be found
Got a few in the works, if you lookin for the newest
I can search it and then it's in your town
Pass me the cash and I'll package it now
Wrappin em up and I'm trackin em down
Rackin it up when I'm floodin the droughts
Runnin hella routes when they need me in the South
Throw four in a day to four different states
More on the way, I'm fillin up plates
My cup runneth over, got juice like grapes
Got purple like drank plus whatever your taste
Said you need a hand? Well I'm dealin all aces
Dying to survive but we tired of the basics
It's either make a living or life so I weighed it
Packaged, taped it, shipping I paid it
Patiently waited, homie said it made it
Patrick Mahones with the pass how I played it
Grass to pavement, pathway I paved it
Day Lux I saved it, I Nicholas Cage'd it
Staring at the phone, where the time gone?
Got end zones in multiple time zones
When they find the bomb in the mail their mind's blown
Another pack of good to a good home
Staring at the phone, weighin out these zones
Mind on my P's and I'm knowin
They need to find good homes
All I need is a call, they'll get going
Hoping it's my homies who will open em
Put em in the air, make it there's my prayer
Home on the phone, sit and stare
Staring at the phone, weighin out these zones
Mind on my P's and I'm knowin
They need to find good homes
All I need is a call, they'll get going
Hoping it's my homies who will open em
Put em in the air, make it there's my prayer
Home on the phone, sit and stare
They need to find good homes
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Writer(s): David Simon, Sean Michael Tokarz, Jared Schmit
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