Momma, I'm Home

Lemme talk to 'em

I wanna break a lil' something down for you
Break down my life

But look, first off, momma, I'm home
Tell the bros it's been a long time coming
Went away a couple years and change
Shit was nothing
But I found it all
Shit we had a ball, answered every call
Memories, we made 'em all
Breaking down every wall
Met alot of friends, became family, insanity
Love 'em with my life, a few years they splitting bands with me
Momma, I love it
My life different, seeing different better days
And everytime we had it rough, you came in clutch in every way
The bread that you had to break
The food stashed on the plate
Now we got a goal and I'ma make it clear it's here to stay
But wait pops, you had it rough too
Played the Mona Lisa part, smiled but the pain was kinda tough too
But you had to handle it, I was you'd get a grand with it
'Cause nowadays? Niggas fall and stiff up like a mannequin
Yeah, we had that rough patch
Them anger issues locked me up, now my brodies tell me where the drugs at
Spent a couple funds then got them bucks back
Still had to scrape the plate for crumbs with candy canes for the porch snack
Shit was crazy, man I'm telling you
Tried to get them methods with the bros, I know you wanted to
And look, niggas tried to love the streets, the streets ain't want 'em to
Seen a couple brodies hit the stash just for a lunchable
I been in the jungle too, crows flying under me
Jumping me
Scared that I was falling with the dungeon crew
Obstacles and barriers we punching through
I move a little discreet, I'm not approachable
Except the ones I call fam, I'll share a toast witchu
But if you not a benefit, you'll never see my close to you
I had to learn that the hard way, kicking cans down the block
Bumping all that old Ye
Ball days with the bros, benched me out the whole game
Still stood tall, the goal is 42 and broadway, all day
And now it's pretty clear
I fly and I sour through the tunes in they ears
And if it's still a couple y'all who still don't know the deal
I'ma tell you in this story here, the King Gus coming for the crown
Pass the throne to the heir

Pass the throne to the heir
Uh
Momma, I'm home
Momma, I'm home
Momma, I'm home

BK Heights shit

Apostle in, Apostle out