Antoine Davis - Back Home

Don't know why they telling me it's love,
It never was
Don't know why I ever gave a fuck
Or opened up
Just because you holding up a gun
Don't make you thug
I know plenty people that would love
To run you up
I got demons sitting in this drank
I double cup
You don't gotta rate me one through ten
I'm one of one
Don't come round me asking bout my day
You fucked it up
They thought I would never go and pop
I'm bubble gum

I would never let me sink or drown
Figure 8 around the point, cuz right now
There's a lot I gotta to figure out
Bitch I'm Twanny I'm from 401 you know wassup
If you come from Kingstown or that PVD then throw it up
Feel like I'm trapped in a room like it's Black Phone
And I'm E Hawke 'Fore the Sunrise I'm back home
From the ground look like this path is made long
Gotta get going cuz I'm heading to the top so
I gotta get to the bottom of this
I gotta go run a check up
They looking at me like who doctor is this?
You'll never be in the blender I'm in to be honest not in the mix
Over the edge, I really left and said I'm over this shit
(I'm over it)

And the crowd goes wild when I'm back home
Pop 2 bottles for the my ones had to pass on
Deal breaking the stakes and I crack codes
If he want beef it's filet when I'm back home
Told my-told my shawty I need space like a black hole
Bitch I'm Mac Jones how I play get a flag thrown
Cheese chase in this race and you lactose
Really thought that I lost my way but I'm back home
Aye, check this
Tellin' 'em over and over but still you won't get this
Fucking with me or the sevens you know it's a deathwish
I got a 7-3-7 that hang off the necklace
Uh, check this

And the crowd goes wild when I'm back home
Pop 2 bottles for the my ones had to pass on
Deal breaking the stakes and I crack codes
If he want beef it's filet when I'm back home

Written by:
Anthony Forcelli

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