Hundo P - Far from Home

I’m tryna get the fuck outta the o
Ugh
Far from home
(Oh ooh)
I don't wanna come back around
Do it on my own
When i’m up don’t blow my phone
When i'm down don't hit me up
Cause my drugs gon pick me up
Cause my drugs gon pick me up
And my girl gon pick me up
And she suck me sippy cup
She suck me like sippy cup
I can never get enough
Light the weed up in my blunt
Till the light dies
Till the sun don't rise
And in the moonlight
I feel your vibe
Give me another one, i missed the first sign
Give me another chance, i missed the first try
Mhm
Mhm
Oh oh
Damn
I miss the days when i was young
Thinkin back on all the things i shoulda done
Why do i feel so much better without you
But still think about you
Fuck it
I guess i gotta move on
Fuck it
I guess i'll make a new song
Fuck it
And my bitch got on a new thong
Fuck it
They say everything i do wrong
Who is you to tell me what it is that ima do today
You ain't waking up and putting on my shoes today
But who is you to say shit
I'm the type to do my own thing
Walk out with the baddest bitch
Wait switch
I just hit a lane switch
She a bad bitch, i'll still hit it real quick
Hit and dip
Oh yeah but she still mine
Oh yeah goddamn, and she still fine...
Far from home
(Oh ooh)
I don't wanna come back around
Do it on my own
When i’m up don’t blow my phone
Roll it up and pass it, i ain't with that
I'm the one who roll that up, so i'm gon hit that
I'm the one who pulled right up, so i'm gon hit that
Fuck the passive aggressive shit, and the chit chat
I would roll another blunt but i'm already high
I would say it to your face bitch i don't need to lie
I would do anything just to find the piece of mind
I would do anything to find the piece of mind
Back in time
Why can't i rewind it
I don't fear life
Why would i fear dying...
Far from home
(Oh ooh)
I don't wanna come back around
Do it on my own
When i’m up don’t blow my phone

Written by:
Lucas Findley, Luke Findley

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