Home

Coming home, rusty colors
Different tone, undercover
Arrogant, dropping manners
Mockingbird, losing feathers
Mama gets very sick
And I pretend I don't see it
Part of me still don't wanna pardon you
For the parent you weren't back then

Ever since, on my own
Every day, on the road
Mama sick, Mama home
And I can't stand the man I become

And every time I'm coming home
I feel like nothing's changed, but
I know inside these walls, it's not the same
Nah, I need to step up my game
Practicing my spells against the 3ein
Bitches trynna slither in again
Demons almost slid in me, was that the training?
Try again

I'm trynna say no to women
No offense, no temptation
I'm the one in a trillion
And I know my worth to the cent
Worldly's the range, word to my din
Baba says "ain't no tree that the wind hasn't blown"
So I'm still waiting for the storm
Survival

Aah-aah, aah
Aah-aah, aah
I'm ain't ever gonna back down
Even back home
Even back home
Even-, aah

(Oui Rilès, c'est maman, bon)
(Je t'appelle pour t'annoncer une bonne nouvelle, parce que-)
(Y a du bon, hein, la tumeur au niveau du poumon, elle a-)
(-Le nodule a diminué de moitié)
(Donc voilà, c'est en bonne voie)
(Allez, bisous)

In my dreams (I see you)
Tryna end it all
Arguing life isn't that beautiful
You just need more time
Less drama, peace of mind
Is sweet (it's all gone)
Sweet (it's all gone)
Sweet (it's all gone)

La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
La, la, la, la, la
Don't give up on me
Don't give up on me
Don't give up on me