"HOME." lyrics

I think there's a ghost inside my house

I don't think anyone likes me
That been the feeling I live with the most
Mama ain't want me to rap
But now we poppin', she need shit to post
I lost a parent, a bitch and the family switched and it ain't really lit with the bros
I bought a crib out in, huh
With no furniture, nothing inside it but (Ghosts)

And this is how it feels to be alone
Got everything except a happy home
And I just realized that I'm the problem now
'Cause I think I'm better off alone (Yeah, yeah)

'Cause niggas don't wanna be nice no more
Niggas don't even wanna write no more
Maybe I ain't wanna wash up in that Chick-Fil-A bathroom on Baltimore Pike no more
Niggas ain't grow up with three older brothers on Catherine to know what it's like no more
Playing this shit for my pop-pop, but when it drop-drop, he not alive no more

Yellin' with this little doc, bitch
Watchin' my daddy in hospice
Spent too much paper on my bitch
Scissor kick, I need a rock bitch
They know I live in the mosh pits
The casa, open up shop
They woken a monster, open the top
Pandora can't get me to go in the box

Hey, mopped
Then get it to stop
I'm over the thot shit
Clocked
I wanna be Mike, they wanna be Pac
I'm over the cops, I'm over the concept
Over the gossip, over the shots
I'm over the top, I'm over the top
I'm over the top, I'm over the top
I'm over the (You forgot your darkness)
(Day trip took it to ten)

I'm over the top
Big top, big top, big top
I'm over the top
Big top, big top, big top
I'm over the top
Huh, top, huh, top, huh, top
I'm over the top
Huh, top, huh, top, huh, top

I said, hold up, it's a lot of distance between us, bitch
Half a ticket on tour, now we in different arenas, bitch
I'm a psycho (Hold up), Libra (Hold up), mix that with a genius, bitch (Ay)
Sport mode, take off in the court, then the courtside, I've been givin' out subpoenas, bitch (Top)

I'm gettin' back in the Caesar (Top)
I'm gettin' back in the Fizda (Top)
[?] (Top)
I'm headed back to Alena (I'm on top)
I got my gat, but I'm complice (Top)
I had to trap in the process (Top)
You know the things on my mind
Always gon' get it decided (Top)

It's okay. You can come home now
What are you really afraid of losing?
Your friends? Your love? Your family?
Don't you see? Those things are already gone

And all the things you lost
Turn you into ghost