Bacc Home (feat. P-Rocc)

Yeah
I forgot I had this shit

And I been thuggin on my own
Yeah I been my backbone
And ain't been sleeping a lot
Because I need my sack long
Been goin through it
Try me
I flip like a trap phone
And I don't feel like myself
I gotta get Bacc Home

A hunnid million
That's the vision
That's why we living
That's why we kick the shit we kickin with the hopes they get it
I'm reminiscing on my life
I made some bad decisions
Tried to leave em in the past
My demons got a life commitment
I was only seven
Pops had loaded up his weapon
Put a shot into his chest
But it ain't kill em
So he put another one into his melon
Later on that day
My mama had dropped us off at my ganny's
Couple hours later she came bacc & told us about daddy
At first we was really happy
See daddy use to hit mommy until her eyes was black
And imagine the last time you seen yo daddy he was kidnapping you
In the back of a red Alero
Now the cops in back of us
Now they got him handcuffed
And threw him in back of they truck Because he beat mommy up
So when she told us he was dead
It was like a weight was lifted off my head
Soon after that came the fear
I was scared
Now I gotta be the man
Now I gotta make the plan
To get my mama out that jam
Put the gas on the scale
I got a sale
Fuck it
Got so much
I just told Chuckk to roll another L
And naw this ain't no point five
We ain't smoking like those guys
Brodie passed me a blunt then I passed the joint
Now we both high
And I just popped a perc
Finna go berserk
Let me focus
Niggas be bitching
Mad at me
Even without my glasses
I see they living in travesty
Niggas tried to run off with the shit
And failed tragically
They ain't passing me
Nigga think he can overlap me
Gone be a casualty
I put nothing over this rapping
Niggas ain't challenged me
Told brodie to put down the backwoods now we smoke packs of sheets
Shout my nigga Loc
Every time he let me hold zaps of weed
Slaving at The Lemp
Me my nigga Zay & my nigga Keem
Just to get the cheese
Just to chase the dreams
How it gotta be
Link wit Bo I come with the rhythm He bring the melodies
Tryna get the people to listen
So what you telling me
Gotta get my mama out Baden
I gotta make it
Remember late nights was texting with Raven
Told me have patience
While I'm waiting I'll serve a P
Was having trouble with patients End up smoking more than I made
Now it's back to the basics
Lock myself in the lab
I ain't leaving til I'm the greatest
I'm so focused my path
Ain't for failure
Premeditated everything that I've grasped
And my niggas know that I love em
Cuz I'll give them my last

And I been thuggin on my own
Yeah I been my backbone
And ain't been sleeping a lot
Because I need my sack long
Been goin thru it try me
I flip like a trap phone
And I don't feel like myself I gotta get Back home
Back home
Back home
I gotta get back home
And I only feel safe when I'm back in my trap zone
If you get it for that price but don't double
You trap wrong
And my people say I gotta get focused
Get back home
Back home