Chase Platinum - Home

I'm gonna show you how to change the planet
Too much of that fuck shit get you fucked up
Bitch, why you acting like that ass don't bust
Nigga talking down like his ass ain't nothing
Don't you get yourself ran through like nothing
I just want this food paid for with the money
Lil nigga, what you doing? That shit fucking up the hustle
Get your ass in school, that shit adds to your hustle
Nigga gotta follow rules, that shit strengthen up the muscle
Nigga, you don't twelve, one time, try to cuff you niggga
And you gotta try to make bail, but the money missed
No, you ain't tryna whole sail all your commissary
And you gotta be in that bitch from June way to Frebuary
A lot of shit scary
But when you far away, it ain't know where
Stop Playing g and get this cake
Can't lose out on no days

Gotta keep going till I make it home
Gotta keep going till I make it home
Gotta keep going till I make it home
Gotta keep going till I make it home

Put my trust in God and the people that love me
They gon' hold me down, that's all they need to do for me
Keep on working hard till I own the city like Puffy
Keep on working hard till I own some millions, my nigga
I ain't never ratted or been snitching on my nigga
Too much my mental to be hating, on some nigga
I ain't got the time or the place, neither, I'm just tryna make way so that I can ride Bentley
Officer was kind friendly
Then they dragged me out the house naked
I ain't had no pistol or no drugs, they might've did it just because, don't know who they think I was
Can't be gone in the wrong direction
The devil give you pencils, then next he wanna test
You can go and even ask Alexa
Can you become a victim to the failure

Gotta keep going till I make it home
Gotta keep going till I make it home
Gotta keep going till I make it home
Gotta keep going till I make it home

Written by:
Darryl Weathersby

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