Come Back Home

They like, come back home, but I'm on the road again
I love that song, so I let it roll again
Like, come back home, they say that the gang miss you
Let me be straight with you, this is the main issue

Tryna make the man I'm supposed to be, can't no one help with that but me
So save myself, I'm my own hero
Foot to gas, till I'm out of gears bro
Stayed around til I was out of tears so, I gotta go

Shit, you miss me, hold your chin up, you'll be alright

You miss me, hold your chin
I'm on the road again
I gotta go harder than average
I wasn't supposed to win

Wasn't supposed to be alive
Wasn't supposed to be free
Wasn't supposed to be shit
Wish my dead folks could see Keezy

Cause I've been doin' okay, really just blessed, if you ask me
I've been doin' okay, really just blessed, but it's still
No rest for the wicked, so I'm tryna clean up my image
Said I'm gettin' out the city, so I booked a flight and I did it

It hit different, I might just run up a ticket
Not even tell a soul, stuff a mill in a civics
Speakin' it right to existence
Say that you want it go get it

Can't do the cryin' and bitchin'
Get up and find some ambition
Get up and find some ambition
Find some meaning for existin'

They like, come back home, but I'm on the road again
I love that song, so I let it roll again
Like, come back home, they say that the gang miss you
Let me be straight with you, this is the main issue

When you fuck around with them fuck arounds, you gon' fuck around and get fucked around
Got a couple friends with a couple bodies and a couple friends caught a couple rounds
Got robbed once, so I popped up like fah fah Had em duckin' down
Gotta do better, tryna move better, so I moved out just to duck the clowns

It's the plan that I birthed
I'm a man of my word
You cannot damage my worth
Thinkin' like, when will they learn

If half of these rappers did half of what they said, they'd have been went to prison too
That's why I don't like what you like and I do not relate what you listen to
If you had to deal with what I had to deal with, I bet you'd be dippin' too
And you could not tell me what you would've did cuz we walkin' in different shoes

How can you tell me to stay around
No one's gonna do it for me and no one has to do it for you
So how can you tell me to

Come back home, but I'm on the road again
I love that song, so I let it roll again
Like, come back home, they say that the gang miss you
Let me be straight with you, this is the main issue

Come back home, but I'm on the road again
I love that song, so I let it roll again
Like, come back home, but I'm on the road again
I love that song, so I let it roll again



Credits
Writer(s): Alexander Kazoun
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