Michael Christmas - Home lyrics

rate me

Ft. Royal

(Verse)

Misunderstood, nah, fuck that, they get it now

Pops call my phone, say my fam, say they gettin' proud

Asian upstairs, neighbors hatin' every time we gettin' loud

I go hard as fuck no matter how smaller how big the crowd

Same pair of threes for the whole tour

Trap floor and an iPhone 4 (right?)

Still got due on my old chores

Still copp squares from the ole' store

Summer 20-12 changed my whole fuckin' life

Taught me if you finna do some shit, you betta do it right

(Hook)

I'm home, I don't really mean nothing

I don't really mean nothing

I don't really mean nothing

I don't really mean nothing

I'm home, I don't really mean nothing

I don't really mean nothing

I don't really mean nothing

I don't really mean nothing

I'm good

(Verse 2)

Back on the bus, ask me why I still take that

Girl on my phone, I don't answer, that's payback

Hope I make them bullies all stutter like Maybach

Hit 'em with the stone cold stunner, muthafucka, yeah

I got all my niggas with me (right?)

Party till the morning, cruising round the city

We ain't in the foreign, this is not no Bentleys

Teacher see me, y'all just call me Mr. Lindsay

We still workin' workin' but we smilin', get it

Yeah, we tryna shine until we glow like Diddy

Used to sail things when we were side to 50

Made my momma cry when I was actin' shitty

Damn, so now I'm takin' care

Couple of dollas, I got it, she got it

Can't wait to pick up the crib she gon' live in

And do the down payment, deposit, big closet

I'm hooked, and we good as hell

They be cooking all them different smells

Aunties, cousins, brothers, all my niggas with me

And no undercovers, and I know

(Hook)