go home

Don't go hitting my line just to go home
And when you're stuck inside your mind don't call my phone
And it's beginning to be too much on my own
But now they tryna get up in my head with all the messages that they wrote
This world is way too cold

Not for me I'm a king
Bad bitch always hit my phone hear a ring
We take pics and make songs all day long
You know I had my mic we had to sing
Rip the bong take the Xans the perkys all in my hands
Everything is wrong with me my family don't understand
What's more to get floor the car
We takin the whip right to mars
I'm taking a Benz to mars
You thinkin I didn't have it bitch I had this shit from the start
You know I'm leaving my mark
In this world you will forgive me
Bitches try to kiss me
Tell me that they miss me
But I do not need that shit in my life right now
Piping it down
Live my life how I'm wanting now
Going out doing shows for my family
They hear me sing my melodies
They see that I'm in peace

Don't go hitting my line just to go home
And when you're stuck inside your mind don't call my phone
And it's beginning to be too much on my own
But now they tryna get up in my head with all the messages that they wrote
This world is way too cold



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Hanson
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