'til i'm home
You told me to put my pride aside and you left me here alone
Now my number ain't saved in your phone
Only gon' be eight days 'til I'm home
Know that I been living crazy on the road
You told me to put my pride aside and you left me here alone
Now my number ain't saved in your phone
Only gon' be eight days 'til I'm home
Know that I been living crazy on the road
And I'm bringing problems and some hoes
Is you gonna solve 'em 'til they gone
You know I would drop 'em if you told me to
Now I'm back I'm holding you
Isn't that what a nigga supposed to do
You was mad that I wasn't posting you
But you know I ain't with the sociables
When I seen you, yeah you wasn't approachable
Now you over here with this nigga and that nigga
Getting cute you wanna post this picture and that picture
Don't want no smoke but bitch you much sweeter than pack swishers
Just watch me stack digits
Now you over here ass kissing
Hella hoes all on my line, you ain't the only bitch
And you better not waste my time, that's the wrong decision
I beat your back and beat your spine, do it with precision
I had to cut my favorite dime off like incision
You told me to put my pride aside and you left me here alone
Now my number ain't saved in your phone
Only gon' be eight days 'til I'm home
Know that I been living crazy on the road
You told me to put my pride aside and you left me here alone
Now my number ain't saved in your phone
Only gon' be eight days 'til I'm home
Know that I been living crazy on the road
Now my number ain't saved in your phone
Only gon' be eight days 'til I'm home
Know that I been living crazy on the road
You told me to put my pride aside and you left me here alone
Now my number ain't saved in your phone
Only gon' be eight days 'til I'm home
Know that I been living crazy on the road
And I'm bringing problems and some hoes
Is you gonna solve 'em 'til they gone
You know I would drop 'em if you told me to
Now I'm back I'm holding you
Isn't that what a nigga supposed to do
You was mad that I wasn't posting you
But you know I ain't with the sociables
When I seen you, yeah you wasn't approachable
Now you over here with this nigga and that nigga
Getting cute you wanna post this picture and that picture
Don't want no smoke but bitch you much sweeter than pack swishers
Just watch me stack digits
Now you over here ass kissing
Hella hoes all on my line, you ain't the only bitch
And you better not waste my time, that's the wrong decision
I beat your back and beat your spine, do it with precision
I had to cut my favorite dime off like incision
You told me to put my pride aside and you left me here alone
Now my number ain't saved in your phone
Only gon' be eight days 'til I'm home
Know that I been living crazy on the road
You told me to put my pride aside and you left me here alone
Now my number ain't saved in your phone
Only gon' be eight days 'til I'm home
Know that I been living crazy on the road
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Writer(s): Adrian Francis
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