RAA - On My Way Home

Raá

I’m on my way home
But I ain’t make it there yet
I’m outchea in these streets
I’m chasing a check

Raá
Born in the slums
But we call it the south
Where niggas talk sweet
We pull them cavities out
I know some niggas moving more
Then them postal routes
And if you playing in the field
You get stretched out
Cause them rats them rodents
And them vultures out
When you trying to build a home
Gotta fence the house
And if your team taking L’s
Then there’s usually a mouse
You gotta leave a Trail of crumbs
You know what I’m yapping about
When you balling in this game
Boy there’s no timeouts
And if the block on fire
We take the alternate route
And if he short with that money
Won’t his hand or a spouse
It’s rules and regulations
We can iron this out
When them Feds in town
They hollering R.I.C.O.’s now
Your ass better chill
Seat somewhere pipe down
Close up shop man
Shit shut down shit shut down

Raá
I’m on my way home
But I ain’t make it there yet
I’m outchea in these streets
I’m chasing a check
I’m on my way home but I ain’t make it there yet
Bae calling on the phone I told her keep it wet
I’m on my way home but I ain’t make it there yet
I’m outchea in these street trying get out the jets
I’m on my way home but I ain’t make it there yet
Bae calling on the phone I told her keep it wet

A.Lee
(On my way home I ain’t made it there yet)

Raá
I know soldiers ain’t make it home
So I watch how I step
And I’m reading the defensive
Like a play for the Jets
And everybody ain’t on your team
Cause they thru up ya set
When ya dawg cross you
That shit be hard to forget
But I play my cards right
This the hand I was dealt
And you never ask a man
What you can do for yourself
And greed bring the money
But it dont bring the wealth
Can’t trusted a nigga
Gotta do it yourself
What goes around comes around
So I love you to death
I’m taking chances out here
Like it ain’t nothing left
What the fuck you know
About ppp loan check
I know some niggas made
Millions right out the jets
So we gone take these chances
Cause that all we get
We gotta roll the dice
But we don’t roll a six
We get one life
And that’s all we get
That’s all we get

Raá

I’m on my way home
But I ain’t make it there yet
I’m outchea in these streets
I’m chasing a check
I’m on my way home but I ain’t make it there yet
Bae calling on the phone I told her keep it wet
I’m on my way home but I ain’t make it there yet
I’m outchea in these street trying get out the jets
I’m on my way home but I ain’t Make it there yet
Bae calling on the phone I told her keep it wet

A.Lee
(On my way home I ain’t made it there yet)

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