I'm Coming Home
Them boys ain't like me
They ain't got strong bones
It's been a while since we've been selling out shows
It's been a while since we've been back on the road
My bucket hat on got me feeling too cold
I'll never bend
No, I'll never fold
Just touched down in Heathrow, I'm ready to go
(London)
I'm staying faithful, crossing signs like the pope
I'm known for getting bucks so they pass me the ball
There's been so many times when my back's on the wall (Back on the wall)
I never stop no I never ever stop
Be unapologetic, don't give a fuck
Breaking hella records feel like the dubs
I got stamina, I don't need no subs
Only1 the team, we move like the mob
If the lane ain't there then I'm throwing the lob
Move like CP3, yea we known in the city
Since I got the keys, I ain't show them no pity
Real niggas feel me, yea I know that they feel me
My life a movie, yea I might just start filming
Pave a way for the lil ones, yea I give em hope
Go to the spot, get the bag, then I'm coming home
Trial and error, that's what I did to learn all the ropes
Making money that's my way that I gotta cope
With all the bullshit that come when you on the road
We stay on the road
I stay on a roll
But I'm coming home
They ain't got strong bones
It's been a while since we've been selling out shows
It's been a while since we've been back on the road
My bucket hat on got me feeling too cold
I'll never bend
No, I'll never fold
Just touched down in Heathrow, I'm ready to go
(London)
I'm staying faithful, crossing signs like the pope
I'm known for getting bucks so they pass me the ball
There's been so many times when my back's on the wall (Back on the wall)
I never stop no I never ever stop
Be unapologetic, don't give a fuck
Breaking hella records feel like the dubs
I got stamina, I don't need no subs
Only1 the team, we move like the mob
If the lane ain't there then I'm throwing the lob
Move like CP3, yea we known in the city
Since I got the keys, I ain't show them no pity
Real niggas feel me, yea I know that they feel me
My life a movie, yea I might just start filming
Pave a way for the lil ones, yea I give em hope
Go to the spot, get the bag, then I'm coming home
Trial and error, that's what I did to learn all the ropes
Making money that's my way that I gotta cope
With all the bullshit that come when you on the road
We stay on the road
I stay on a roll
But I'm coming home
Credits
Writer(s): Keno Isaac
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