Okay, okay, okay
Got marijuana all in my palms
Got honey mustard all in my jeans
Got Based God slappin in my car
Whole block yellin'
Fuck KD
Got a list full of all my wrongs
Tryna run up 'fore my God take me
Got a scraper and I'm ready, rollin hella fuckin heavy
Through the city screaming
Forgive me!
Got commas coming you can bet on that
Used to run around, let my headphones slap
Used to hit them licks with all my friends and them
My big homie pawn that shit
Then we spend that cash
Used to sit in back, telling slicks like hey
Take a pic of that, send that shit my way
Used to talk big game like
Bitch, run my fade
But I'm soft as fuck, you know my ass got laid
The fuck I let go, got beefs callin my mom
She give me them whoopings when I get at home
Like I didn't just get my ass beat at the park
But it's cool, swear it's cool
I get love now I'm on that
She come to the shows and take shots with the fans
Got licks from the belt when got caught with the grams
Now I burn 'em with confidence all on my porch
Cause I'm home and I'm grown and I do it all for this
Singin
I'm coming home
Make a place for me
Let the love inside
Take the hate in me
Father forgive me
Father, father form my ways
If yesterday was wrong, I'll write 'em down today
I'm coming home
Make a place for me
Let the love inside
Take the hate in me
Father forgive me
Father, father form my ways
If yesterday was wrong, I'll write 'em down today
If I die before I wake, if I go before you do
Pray to God my family's straight
I'll pass 'em down a house or two
My grandson know his poppa was a fuckin legend in these streets
They play me out apartment windows
Soundtrack every metro seat
Tapatio still on my popcorn
Ride around still calling shotgun
Never really gave the homies gas money
But I'm whippin now I'm screamin that I got us
Cause the homies they knew
I had something special, and I knew it too
I tell 'em to give me some time when
We all gon' be straight
Gon' be hoes at them shows, and a boat for the lake
Aw damn
Oh God now
Daddy say we warriors
We from the res, we beat that cancer, beat addiction
Fuck with us
We let too many dudes with no money talk
It was Fallon
So I'm silent when I move
And the numbers speak for me now
I'm comin
I'm coming home
Make a place for me
Let the love inside
Take the hate in me
Father forgive me
Father, father form my ways
If yesterday was wrong, I'll write 'em down today
I'm coming home
Make a place for me
Let the love inside
Take the hate in me
Father forgive me
Father, father form my ways
If yesterday was wrong, I'll write 'em down today
I'm coming home
Make a place for me
Let the love inside
Take the hate in me
Father forgive me
Father, father form my ways
If yesterday was wrong, I'll write 'em down today
