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Rockie Fresh

Home

 

Home

(album: Slid Thru Part 2 - 2021)


(ISM)
And lately, I've been really missing...

Damn, rich niggas making poor decisions
That fall from grace hit different when you've been as high as Whitney
Houston, Texas sipping lean in the tub with bitches
Overdosing on this life, I'm starting to feel convicted
Now I don't wanna kick it
These people think I want the fame, but I really want the change
Tryna make a way for those who don't got a way
I'm feeling like LeBron on a breakaway, get your phones
Shawty, you talking to a boss, you gotta watch your tone
Been disrespected, been neglected, but I made it through
Revenge is just like wine, it tastes better over time, I knew
I swear, I always knew
I always had some different views 'cause I'm a different dude
I view school as minuscule, I'm making bigger moves
I'm thinking big plans, big bands, no scams
All legit, man, know I'm Jordan, just need a Pippen
Bottom bitch say I need to exercise my pimp hand
But I'm so nice, man, I ain't really with the fighting
But if niggas wanna fight, man, choppas knock him out like Tyson
With no indictments
And in the rare case that we catch one
We got lawyers that bury cases just like caskets
He down to dead something
He know how much bread coming
Getting moneybags, I thought a broke nigga said something
It's why I can't hear you in these hills in L.A.
I've been gone, but lately, I've been missing home

Missing home
Yeah
Now when I'm home, I be wishing I was gone, what I'm on? Damn
But everywhere I go, I'm in my zone, damn
Influenced by so many, but I'm still my own man
I got my own plan, and I done traveled for so long
Singing songs, smoking blunts, hitting bongs
I'm in another nigga's city, chilling, stoned
But lately, I've been missing home, yeah
I'm missing home, yeah
But when I'm home, I be wishing I was gone, what I'm on? Damn
Let that play out, yeah
Missing home
Missing home

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