Ohh-oo-oo
Ohh-oo-oo
I'm going home, I'm going home
Hard body, no fitness center
To think I use to want to forfeit
Now I'm eating lobster out in Shoreditch
Starting to think my wife might be a foreign bitch
Kept my mind it, I was finding it
Buying J's out the trunk
Fine bitch lotta ass in the trunk
Wouldn't have hit it if I had of given up
Valet service it ain't shit to pick her up
I remember buying polo out the swap
Go to Lincoln Mall, get a Cinnabon
I pull up to school it's a Cinema
Sean John's valuer suit identical
Catch me rolling through the wood
KD on the back, Dilla on the hood
Party after party, making shit look good
Swear I wouldn't change it if I could
I don't take it for granite
Wet paint don't panic
Wood grain, all matted
Big house with a attic
Niggas mad I got it
Big rolls don't fold
That glitter ain't gold
I'm today years old
Knew since eight years old
Couldn't wait for a soul
It's rare you get what you owed
Uh
Know you can't pour from a cup if it's empty
People be fake I know not to be friendly
Watching my back just in case they can hear me
(Gotta watch my back)
I got em mad
Now these niggas is pissy
Figuring out how to get me a Bentley
Might end up losing control like I'm missy
(Music makes you lose control)
Ain't got it all
But we having plenty
Bitches is bad I put em in fenty
Remember when I was living off Wendy
(Four for four)
It won't be long til we selling out Wembley
Benjamins got me feeling like Henry
Know who we are we don't wait at the entry
Know who we are we don't wait at the entry
(Ohh-oo-oo)
(I'm going home, I'm going home)
Better late than never
Me and my endeavors go together
She was clocking me
Before I met her
Wonder how my bitches know each other
I'm a king she feels like Claretta
I was him before I wore Margiela
Do my best to make these niggas jealous
Type of nigga lives forever ever
Letting people do whatever's clever
Overseas in a Moncler sweater
Can't wait to bring my brothers
You know we birds of a feather
I got them back through whatever
See what they thought we would never
All my haters get an A for the effort
Quit and go play in the desert
Man these niggas don't measure
Niggas ain't P like pleasure
Damn
Instead of Charlemagne
Niggas gone envy
Going Hall of fame
Might win a Emmy
Could've been a teenage star like Demi
House with a butler looks like Jimmy
I ain't trying hard this shit a gimme
Niggas don't know my life like Femi
They aight but they ain't nowhere near me
You can believe it or not like Ripley
Uh
Know you can't pour from a cup if it's empty
People be fake I know not to be friendly
Watching my back just in case they can hear me
(Gotta watch my back)
I got em mad
Now these niggas is pissy
Figuring out how to get me a Bentley
Might end up losing control like I'm missy
(Music makes you lose control)
Ain't got it all
But we having plenty
Bitches is bad I put em in fenty
Remember when I was living off Wendy
(Four for four)
It won't be long til we selling out Wembley
Benjamins got me feeling like Henry
Know who we are we don't wait at the entry
Know who we are we don't wait at the entry
(Ohh-oo-oo)
(I'm going home, I'm going home)