"lone star" lyrics

I'm coming home from the road
To my baby grand and our baby's grand
Woah, what a life (What a life, what a life)
Full of stew and rice (Ain't shit nice)
Ain't it nice? I mean
I'm somebody's wildest dream

Miss me with your shit
We just slid to the crib
I can't dip so quick, aww
I hope you take offense
Keep on blowing up my celly
I don't give no shit, aww
I'm in the Lone Star
I don't wanna hear no fuckin' phone call
I'm in the Lone Star
I'm all good

She said I don't talk my shit enough, I gotta change that
Impostor syndrome? They impostoring me
How you got a dog inside you like Omega PsI Phi
But taking cues from dummies? Niggas in a poison ivy league
Me? I been on my tens since back when we was eating Morning Star
And waiting 'til it's Sunday just to turn on the TV or maybe?
Posting up in Texas every summer like a border czar
I can see it vivid, August, 2015
Flawless days spent with Nate and Granny, pressing through the heat
Caught they funerals by grace of God, this music paying me
If I visit reverence for them, it go past a rest in peace
My reflection vile to me? I am still they wildest dream
Thanking them and all my context for strength and clarity
I know that the moments fleeting, but for now got planted feet
And today was almost Ice Cube, 1993
But a faintly cold nigga think he toe to toe with me
What the fuck?

Miss me with your shit (Nigga)
We just slid to the crib
I can't dip so quick, aww
I hope you take offense (Uh-huh)
Keep on blowing up my celly
I don't give no shit, aww
I'm in the Lone Star (Uh-huh)
I don't wanna hear no fuckin' phone call (Where we at, nigga?)
I'm in the Lone Star (Uh)
I'm all good

I'm all good (I'm all good, nigga)
I'm all good
I'm in the Lone Star
I'm all good (We all good, nigga)
I'm all good
I'm in the Lone Star (We all, uh)
I'm all good (I'm all good, nigga)
I'm all good (I'm all, uh)
I'm all good (We all, we)
We all good, nigga
I'm in the Lone Star