green light Who's gonna take me home? Yeah, she might The night's so young, and I wanna have fun So I'm gonna keep goin' 'til the party's done You know
a mystery Everyone must stand alone I hear you call my name And it feels like home When you call my name, it's like a little prayer I'm down on my knees
fathom My album hit the shelves We hustle for record sales Hit my liquor store Let my niggas learn about in jail Till the squad cars accel', it's to my
, anybody seen the scale? My president is black, my Lambo's blue And I be goddamned if my rims ain't too My money's light green and my Jordan's light
There's an echo in my body echoes slide Down the roof You looked like heaven in bloom, I might now Look deep in those eyes Whose kindness moves my Texas
noticed the bulge growin' in my pants Should'a seen the girl's eyes as my body expanded She grabbed for my leg, raw sex she demanded My knees started
my records now I need to talk to jimmy I'm falling back in my old ways I'm riding with my semi Who's calling me its Chris he's on the other line with
home (Dear Father) I don't think I could see (Dear Father) Lord, they'd crucify me (Dear Father) I just couldn't do that (Dear Father) 'Cause that's not where it's
from blow, push the O's Six lay close, hug the streets, I hug the beat, change flows Thug the streets, my love is deep, my pain shows My hearts on a
Bottle (ooooh) No S.O.S. just it may shock ya Yeah Here's My Message in the Bottle (ooooh) Love where im at don't wanna come home Yeah Here's My Message
come home get at 9 and commit crime to perfection It's murder when they found the gun now they doing ballistics But they can't find a fingerprint the shit's
long So, now I?m home where I belong And that?s the key, yeah yeah yeah, To every song I?m going home I?m going home I?m going home I?m going home
down But I stay strong, it's my throne Can't stop now 'cause that ain't me Try to stay afloat on my inner tube When they turn my city into a swimming
We used to play for silver, now we play for life And one's for sport one's for blood at the point of a knife And now the die is shaken, now the die
wrong with taking a lady home? ...NOTHING... 'Stay awhile baby, it's all right, we're quite alone' Well, what's wrong with that? ...PLENTY... Man in heaven
they drove by, see my folks can't cover three I's We wise to the fact so we attack wit what we know Heaven is the only good life so what you strivin'
You alive right now There's so many that's dead or locked up inside The beast, I'm a hot light now It's whatever man think of manifest to the real
So I'm coming back home And I hope you forgive all my wrong So I'm coming home, coming home 'Cause home is where I belong So I'm coming back home Home