FXXXXY
Home
[Intro]
FXXXXY, where you at?
Yuh
Y'all muhfuckas have no clue
Dealin' with the G.O.A.T
Yuh
On my momma, gon' love this one
Big shit
They not-

[Verse 1]
So many so and so's
Dissin' only on telephones
Tellin' friends, tellin' [?]
And they tellin' hoes
I tried to tell myself don't
Pay attention no
I can tell these n***as itchin' for dope
Grown men mad
Cause I won't pay for they losses
So they can win no more
How the fuck your bitch respect you though?
How the fuck she feel pride in you protectin' her though?
That bitch must be a lesbian, she fuckin' a hoe
Fuck it
I'm on point, shit I'm callin' buckets
[?]
Y'all fake n***as got a long summer
It's gon' be another cold summer
Pack a cold sucker
My worse enemies made me blessed
I'm ecstatic, y'all ain't have nobody saying "yes"
I had to go inside myself and make it make sense
And now they pay a n***a dollars for the time missed
Thank you

[Hook]
And this feel more like home
[?]
I ain't been home in like five months
Lord forgive me, I'll go when the time comes
Lord knows I'll go when the time comes
And this feel more like home
[?]
I ain't been home in like five months
Lord forgive me, I'll go when the sign comes
Lord knows I'll go when the time comes

[Verse 2]
All these fake n***as feelin' important
Braggin' vacations, look where you resortin'
I can see it in your eyes, you're thinkin extortin'
Can't extort a real n***a, your ego enormous, n***a
Them backhanded compliments gettin' back to us
N***a's frontin', turn my back to ya'
[?] I shrug my shoulders
[?]
Pardon my back as I bag up boulders
Yeah, yeah
All facts, n***a
I only fuck her if she got a lot of problems
And she cool with some drama
I guess I relate to that, n***a
Cause that's me and all my exes in a bag, n***a
Heal up, wheel up, my n***a's are still up
Wrote the whole tape, and left time to cook the beats up
Number one n***a, and nobody fuck with me, huh
You only up for three months, I been
Back for each one, n***a

[Hook]
And this feel more like home
[?]
I ain't been home in like five months
Lord forgive me, I'll go when the time comes
Lord knows I'll go when the time comes
And this feel more like home
[?]
I ain't been home in like five months
Lord forgive me, I'll go when the sign comes
Lord knows I'll go when the time comes

[Outro]
Yeah
Big shit
Yeah
[?]
Yeah
Oh, I am the drama
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Fuck the world, baby
[?] make me feel
Yeah
And I'm the number one, n***a
When it comes to us, n***a
You might sing better, fuck
You might rap better
But they don't fuck with me for none of that, my n***a
Count up my storms, I been through that
And that one
Know n***as like there he -

(I feel like next year, n***a's is gettin' rings
Man, n***as gotta get them rings)
Next year n***a's gettin' all types of muhfuckin' rings, man
We gon' have rings for every muhfuckin' finger, bro
Muhfuckin' pinky ring
Index ring
Muhfuckin' middle ring, all that shit, man
Aye look, we goin' full-blown savage, man
Ain't none of that ol
(N***a, full-blown savage
I told you that before [?]
This that- this that- this that turning point that'll turn a n***a savage like damn)
In the summertime-
In the summertime I'm savage
In the winter, I'm survives, bitch
On everything, n***a
(Aye, that's some high-level shit, bro)