I'm Home

Yo, C, what's poppin, bro? I'ma go pack my up bags and move to a place where there's nothing to do I recollect upon all that I am damn I got nothing to prove They tryna have you stuck under their rule - 24 hours cooped up in a room Gogo was prolly there making a beat, GB was prolly there chugging a brew I was prolly out eating some shrooms, hit walden pond and I stare at the moon Peak of my high as I take in the view when I make it I won't ever fake to what I knew Misunderstood I don't blame it on you, people gon' judge before they know who you are I gotta do what I do gotta do and it's all in my head I'm just playing it through Making my move, she got the cake and I'm baking it too Sweeter than sweet know I'm light on my feet I could break in my shoes while I'm breaking the rules (Oh) Fuck 1 mill I need 2, I used to pop pills to get loose Now I walk hills and drink juice that's fresh squeezed by my boo You don't stress me I swear next week I could i lose it all and it's true I live stress free cause that's best for me I got a bed setup in my stu I don't got a pessimist in my crew, everybody effortless with that sauce I just wanna flex a bit and go spread the love but don't mention it's all love I wanna know how it feels to lost it all 'Cause I wanna know how it feels to get it back I wanna know how it feels to lost it all 'Cause I wanna know how it feels to get it back I swear I fell out of love with the music when I seen people that I'm nicer than taking off And I know ego trippin' is soft But I seen my mom stress her whole damn life to get me what I want So I don't know if I can stop I guess pride is all I really got See, I been plotting on escape routes I think I might move and restart Used to hate the fact that I was still in love with my high school sweetheart like Baby, don't take me back I ain't tryna turn into a maniac shit I did that more than once So who am I to really front? I'm a lost soul tryna smoke a blunt Lil fronto, lil bit of weed, lil bit of henny, s'all I really need I don't want much let's go get lunch It's been a minute we should catch up I always stain my tee with ketchup Double dippin' like I did with you, writing music just to get the through it I took a trip to Europe on my own just to feel alone So I ain't trippin' off the drama way back home it's not on my dome It's like I could go coast to coast but it still always feels like the coast I'm home