When you blow at high dough Well, sometimes the faster it gets The less you need to know But you gotta remember The smarter it gets The further its gonna go They shot a movie once, in my hometown Everybody was in it, from miles around Out at the

I'm thinking 'bout coming home, babe I'm thinking 'bout coming home I love you in the morning when the blood runs to your cheeks Babe, you are the first thing and the last thing that I'd see I was just a boy striking matches upon your heart I couldn't

And just breathe and believe It will be alright I just want you to come back home But tonight for tonight Just let it be Well I don't need you to be my stepping stone I don't need you to be my stepping stone Does it really even matter I got you letter on

You got some kind You got some kind of love Can't do this alone We need you at home There's so much to see We know that you're strong You got the will of a wild A wild bird You got the faith of a child

Somebody's baby boy ain't coming home tonight We don't need no baseball bats We don't need no silver ghats But we're gonna fight tonight Put up your dukes and fight Big brother's just standing on the side Watching you flex your pride But you know if they

Hey hey hey, yeah now Got to, got to have it Respect is what I need Give us, give us, give us, give us What you want, honey, you got it And what you need, baby, you've got it All I'm asking For a little respect when I come home, hey now Do me wrong,

I don't care what you say anymore this is my life Go ahead with your own life leave me alone I don't need you to worry for me 'cause I'm alright I don't want you to tell me it's time to come home I never said you had to offer me a second chance I never

Goodbye I'm going home There's no need for you to say you're sorry I don't care no more so don't you worry Your music's shite it keeps me up all night, up all night I hate the way that even though you know you're wrong You say you're right I hate the

All my bitches got real hair chilling with the top down Screaming like ayo Fuck 'em both like ayo I'm a bougie ass nigga left the roof at home But don't be acting like I need you I'ma take her ass down when she bring her friend around We popping like

I would love to bring you home I need a quick drink more volume for the beat I see the cats are playing dice It's 7 in the morning and you lost all your money To a fat lady singing boogie woogie chili honey I've been walking the streets again But it's