Back Where I Belong
Moonwalking on Birnie with my Union 4s
And I was fighting with my mask on like a Luchador
I really used to bumped A Milli but was super poor
I stood on mama van acting like Wayne nigga who this for
That was my idol fr
Until I looked around my city seen them snipers for real
Small minded
Hard grinding
My thoughts binded
I fought blinded
I'm rock hard
So I talk diamonds
Yea
One expensive conversation
Its only killers in the cockpit
When I'm rich
Bubble rap a nigga pop shit
Then I'm it
They must explain me dropping tears and how my nights spent
They must explain me tryna change and still ain't got shit
Is it the dumb shit I glorify while tryna holler glory
Or the pictures I got framed, shit I really feel like Tory
You can't make it if you real nigga
But if you takeoff with yo hunchos don't get killed nigga
RIP Take
Moonwalking on Birnie in my Unions 4s
And im reminded instantly on who I do it for
It'll probably make me cry tryna give you a tour
But when it's all said and done
Shit I'm the only one
My nigga James not here no more
And Trap ain't even across the street sipping his beer no more
And that's a cool ass nigga
Always made time for his fam on the move ass nigga
If he is who they said I woulda blew past quicker
Pin the light on me
And shine the light at me
I'll pay a million dollars if you thinkin' I'm happy
I had the Nikes on me
And had the white matching
And then I turned to the gloves nigga Mike Jackson
And now this is it and she every rehearsal
She let me know he head fye like the Pepsi commercial
But she still haven't showed me that her love was a virtue
Maybe she will one day
If we chill one day
I'm knowing
Moonwalking through Birnie in my Union 4s
I'm bout to crease my sneakers as I'm stepping through these doors
A nigga had to mop the floor my tears was over pouring
Right before MIME shit I was thinking it was over for me
And while they sleeping on my music I had poured and poured
Jack and Rose, hella cold shit I went overboard
You peeped the way I done that
I swear I'm missing nana and I'm feeling like dumb ass
My voice been sounding faint, as I been telling her to come back
Now what did I do
But embrace my truth
Respect to all my neighbors know I stayed beside you
A nigga felt retained the way I stayed behind you
I Prayed behind you
While waiving my tool
To some I know this shit here might seem less concerning
But imma make it out and shit I'm just confirming
I ain't Grammy nominated
But know I earned it
So for now a nigga moonwalking on Birnie nigga
And I was fighting with my mask on like a Luchador
I really used to bumped A Milli but was super poor
I stood on mama van acting like Wayne nigga who this for
That was my idol fr
Until I looked around my city seen them snipers for real
Small minded
Hard grinding
My thoughts binded
I fought blinded
I'm rock hard
So I talk diamonds
Yea
One expensive conversation
Its only killers in the cockpit
When I'm rich
Bubble rap a nigga pop shit
Then I'm it
They must explain me dropping tears and how my nights spent
They must explain me tryna change and still ain't got shit
Is it the dumb shit I glorify while tryna holler glory
Or the pictures I got framed, shit I really feel like Tory
You can't make it if you real nigga
But if you takeoff with yo hunchos don't get killed nigga
RIP Take
Moonwalking on Birnie in my Unions 4s
And im reminded instantly on who I do it for
It'll probably make me cry tryna give you a tour
But when it's all said and done
Shit I'm the only one
My nigga James not here no more
And Trap ain't even across the street sipping his beer no more
And that's a cool ass nigga
Always made time for his fam on the move ass nigga
If he is who they said I woulda blew past quicker
Pin the light on me
And shine the light at me
I'll pay a million dollars if you thinkin' I'm happy
I had the Nikes on me
And had the white matching
And then I turned to the gloves nigga Mike Jackson
And now this is it and she every rehearsal
She let me know he head fye like the Pepsi commercial
But she still haven't showed me that her love was a virtue
Maybe she will one day
If we chill one day
I'm knowing
Moonwalking through Birnie in my Union 4s
I'm bout to crease my sneakers as I'm stepping through these doors
A nigga had to mop the floor my tears was over pouring
Right before MIME shit I was thinking it was over for me
And while they sleeping on my music I had poured and poured
Jack and Rose, hella cold shit I went overboard
You peeped the way I done that
I swear I'm missing nana and I'm feeling like dumb ass
My voice been sounding faint, as I been telling her to come back
Now what did I do
But embrace my truth
Respect to all my neighbors know I stayed beside you
A nigga felt retained the way I stayed behind you
I Prayed behind you
While waiving my tool
To some I know this shit here might seem less concerning
But imma make it out and shit I'm just confirming
I ain't Grammy nominated
But know I earned it
So for now a nigga moonwalking on Birnie nigga
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Writer(s): Jacquarius Latimer
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