Toby Tarantino - Homegrown (feat. Lindymane)

See the sunset out my window
I been gettin' dough
You already know
Either way she finna blow
Needa get some bottles
So I'm heading to the sto'
You already know
Yeah you already know

Gone in gone in sixty seconds
Countin' up my paper while I'm countin' up my blessins'
Got a lot of shit all on my mind but I ain't stressin'
She fully loaded in my chambers like a Smith & Wesson
Aye I need a freak like her
She can keep it covert
Spreading all that dirt
She don't care who she hurt
When she takin' off her skirt
Now she pullin' on my shirt
Wanna hear that kitty purr

Sometimes I think that we all dead inside
Can't find the light hope I find somethin' right
Otherwise otherwise imma die
Bitch don't look me in my eyes I might blow yo fuckin' mind

Steady cruisin' steady boozin'
Only thing to help me with illusions
Take a trip
Nother zip
Nother bitch I don't switch
Like Nintendo I be countin' all my dough
Throw it on the flo' always hitting up my phone
Always wantin' mo tell that bitch she gotta go
I'm outta blow
No more snow
And that's fosho

I been gettin' racked up
'Cuz they got the pack bruh
I been smoking on some homegrown while I'm missin' home
All my sins I will atone
Shawty blowin' up my phone
Cuz she wanna give me dome
Like I'm in this world alone
But I'm not
I got me myself and I and we all love gettin' high
Shawty sweet like cherry pie
Take too much and you might die
Don't make yo mama cry

Written by:
Jake Lindemann, Tobiasz Ziemba

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