Homecoming

I'm I-95 cruising, the sun in my eyes
Headed south, dog, my mom ain't seen her son in awhile
Yea, I'll sure is
Can't wait to see my ****** and **** with my old chicks
Can't wait to cruise the city, be catching them old grins
Same ******, same place, doing the same old ****
Yea, so ***** watch it!
A ***** 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, Cuz
Yeah, so make way, the prince of the city, ain't a street I can't stay
You ****** 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..
Actually that is a bad idea, my *****
'Cause, uh
Nah nah nah
Now I'ma always come home
Its where a ***** was grown
Where a ***** was shown
How to scrap, yup
Shown how to mack, yup
Where my ****** sold a whole lot of crack, yup
Juggling them hoes
There was a whole lot of that, yup
Momma work to the bone, puttin' clothes on my back
I'm comin' home to give everything I owe to her back, yea
Yeah, I swear they say, man
Shout to the whole ville!
Of course, so real!
Uh, If I never- if I never went home again
"Hello? Chill out *****, what's up, boy?
Yeah, I just touched down man
I'm over off Ramsey and ****
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, *****