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Long Way From Home

 

Long Way From Home

(アルバム: Newark Mixtape - 2015)


Back before the ratchets
Only thing that mattered was basketball practice
Before I was savage, pussy barely mattered
Before the pill habits
And slim bitches with baby heads tatted
Project living, penny pinching
Not to mention, mommy didn't have it
Before I got addicted
Around this time I could wake up
And find grandma in that kitchen whipping, whipping
Wasn't no different bitches
I still had a dream
She put my belt tight, face kisses and vasoline
I ain't have a 9 and it ain't have a beam
Feel like another life
Them hard times wasn't light
Before I ever knew you could triple it if you cut it right
Way before a nigga ever pushed me
Before I knew the sweetest joy next to getting pussy

I was precious then
And had genuine friends
Never got back-stabbed
Never tasted revenge
Way before I ever left the porch
I tend to roam now
I'm a long way from home now
I was precious then
And had genuine friends
Never got back-stabbed
Never tasted revenge
Way before I ever left the porch
I tend to roam now
I'm a long way from home now

Way before the fame, before the hate, before the love
Before the games, I couldn't aim
Before the beef, before the Bloods
Me and mommy, no xanax or molly
I was 12 probably, prolly year later I saw a body
13 witnessed a homi, it all changed
Bitches, problems, pressure, drugs it all came
New rules, they told me, "One bang then we all bang"
Protocol, homies caught bids waiting on bro to call
Mind full of action scenes, I ain't trying to show 'em all
Just trying to be open, y'all
Jacket zipped up, waiting on snow to fall
Reverend said, "The good die young"
Damn, I hope he wrong
Cause I ain't felt young since a youngin
If the reaper ain't at the door, he damn sure coming
Way back when sleep came easy
Or around the time I did that nigga greasy
These movie clips ain't Netflix… shit, I ain't slept since

I was precious then
And had genuine friends
Never got back-stabbed
Never tasted revenge
Way before I ever left the porch
I tend to roam now
I'm a long way from home now
I was precious then
And had genuine friends
Never got back-stabbed
Never tasted revenge
Way before I ever left the porch
I tend to roam now
I'm a long way from home now

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