Honey I'm Home
It's funny how I came up in the game
Now they hating on me
Like of course we not the same
I been like a soldier way
I'm walking through the rain for you
Cause even when the back up never came I there for you
Cause it was passion in the flame now it's out
Like what else I gotta I gain?
Ladies wrap his wrist like a film of cellophane
When she touch the crib
We could Film a couple things though
Mix a couple highs
Mix a couple drinks
I might
Mix it up with her friends 'til I'm interlinked in
Tarzan in ya jungle
I'm inner mingling with the savages
Jumping well over the cut
Above-average clique
Got a grip on cusp
While I'm adding shit
I kept it simple enough so
I was on the hunt
Tryna see what the fuss for
He acting all hot forgot he lived in a splash zone uh!
Look baby I'm a real one
Breaking through the ceiling
Know you not looking but honey I'm home
I was in the field though
Looking for a purpose
Know you wouldn't get it
We should leave it alone
Look baby I'm a real one
Breaking through the ceiling
Know you not looking but honey I'm home
I was in the field tho
Looking for a purpose
Know you wouldn't get it
We should leave it alone
Im tryna built a throne out of rappers
Although my niggas move with the pole we no kappas
This though?
The center of the storm
Been getting spun i'm a disco
Light up the dark
Miss my mark and I'm pissed off
Ball up my fist
I been the arthur
To bugs I'm an ant eater
This flow mix with dank ether
My bank need a sea of coin until he cant see you
Stank cause his pockets deeper than a swamp creature
Although it's been a drought for some days
She getting wet off the fact that he paid
The whole buck to every Nigga he made
And shuffle decks between the hoes that he played
Got spunk like a punk
Need a blunt for the rage
Up front with the check if I gotta behave myself
Know I been the best
You just a guest in his gated cell
Put me to the test It's no game
Point me toward the rest they no names
Now they hating on me
Like of course we not the same
I been like a soldier way
I'm walking through the rain for you
Cause even when the back up never came I there for you
Cause it was passion in the flame now it's out
Like what else I gotta I gain?
Ladies wrap his wrist like a film of cellophane
When she touch the crib
We could Film a couple things though
Mix a couple highs
Mix a couple drinks
I might
Mix it up with her friends 'til I'm interlinked in
Tarzan in ya jungle
I'm inner mingling with the savages
Jumping well over the cut
Above-average clique
Got a grip on cusp
While I'm adding shit
I kept it simple enough so
I was on the hunt
Tryna see what the fuss for
He acting all hot forgot he lived in a splash zone uh!
Look baby I'm a real one
Breaking through the ceiling
Know you not looking but honey I'm home
I was in the field though
Looking for a purpose
Know you wouldn't get it
We should leave it alone
Look baby I'm a real one
Breaking through the ceiling
Know you not looking but honey I'm home
I was in the field tho
Looking for a purpose
Know you wouldn't get it
We should leave it alone
Im tryna built a throne out of rappers
Although my niggas move with the pole we no kappas
This though?
The center of the storm
Been getting spun i'm a disco
Light up the dark
Miss my mark and I'm pissed off
Ball up my fist
I been the arthur
To bugs I'm an ant eater
This flow mix with dank ether
My bank need a sea of coin until he cant see you
Stank cause his pockets deeper than a swamp creature
Although it's been a drought for some days
She getting wet off the fact that he paid
The whole buck to every Nigga he made
And shuffle decks between the hoes that he played
Got spunk like a punk
Need a blunt for the rage
Up front with the check if I gotta behave myself
Know I been the best
You just a guest in his gated cell
Put me to the test It's no game
Point me toward the rest they no names
Credits
Writer(s): Antwon Billups, Garriet Pendleton
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