"place to call home" lyrics

I'm from the west coast
And my lady give the best throat
So be careful who you approach
You've probably never seen what's hiding in the trench coat

The backroom where the business is
You need a certain type of clearance just to witness it
I used to sit up on the porch letters from the courts
Now the fort got a balcony nine eleven Porsche
Parked in the driveway, did it my way
Step aside no room for those who stepping sideways
Old head, don't want to hear no back in my day
Bitch it's now and we back in this shit so hi hey
And please stop asking me to swap belts
Never seen it like this before betting on myself
Ever feeling lonely write a letter to yourself
How your shelf life expired and you're begging for some help

We all need a place to call home
We all need some hate to draw from
When you're needing a face to fall on
Don't call, come to the space and just ball

We all need a place to call home
We all need some hate to draw from
When you're needing a face to fall on
Don't call, come to the space and just ball