Homecoming

Uh, yeah

Uh, uh-huh

Yeah

I'm I-95 cruising, with the sun in my eyes

In the south, dog, my momma ain't seen her son in a while

Yea, I'll sure is

Can't wait to see my niggas and fuck with my old chicks

Can't wait to cruise the city, be catching them old grins

Same niggas, same place, doing the same old shit

Yea, so nigga watch it!

A nigga been in NY tryna get some bigger pockets

You still up in the ville, tryna make it in the trap

I'm finna put us on the map; I told you I was coming back, 'cause

Yeah, so make way, the prince of the city, ain't a street I can't stay

You niggas is hatin', just be happy I ain't changed

Blunts rolled to the murk, we all want the same thing

And that's money to feed us, yup

We pray to God, but, we ain't tryna meet Him yet, haha!

Yea, If I never

Nigga, man

Actually that is a bad idea, my nigga

'Cause uh

Na na na

Now Imma always come home

Its where a nigga was grown

Where a nigga was shown

How to scrap, yup

Shown how to mack, yup

Sold a whole lot of crack, yup

Juggling them hoes

There was a whole lot of that, yup

Momma work to the bone

Putting clothes on my back

I'm coming home to give everything I owe to her back, yea

Yea

I swear they say, man

Yea yeah

Shout to the whole ville!

Of course, so real!

Uh

If I never

If I never went home again

"Hello?, chill out nigga, what's up, boy?

Yeah, I just touched down man

I'm over off Ramsey and shit

Aiight, well look

I'm about to go check out my mom's man

What's jumping for tonight?

Oh the Live? I'm in there, nigga