Uh, yeahUh, uh-huhYeahI'm I-95 cruising, with the sun in my eyesIn the south, dog, my momma ain't seen her son in awhileYea, I'll sure isCan't wait to see my niggas and fuck with my old chicksCan't wait to cruise the city, be catching them old grinsSame niggas, same place, doing the same old shitYea, so nigga watch it!A nigga been in NY tryna get some bigger pocketsYou still up in the ville, tryna make it in the trapI'm finna put us on the map; I told you I was coming back, CauseYeah, so make way, the prince of the city, ain't a street I can't stayYou niggas is hatin, ' just be happy I ain't changedBlunts rolled to the murk, we all want the same thingAnd that's- money to feed us, yupWe pray to God, but, we ain't tryna meet Him yet, haha!Yea, If I neverNigga, manActually that is a bad idea, my niggaCause uhNow I'm a always come homeIt's where a nigga was grownWhere a nigga was shownHow to scrap, yupShown how to mack, yupSold a whole lot of crack, yupJuggling them hoesThere was a whole lot of that, yupMomma work to the bonePutting clothes on my backI'm coming home to give everything I owe to her back, yeaYeaI swear they say, manYea yeahShout to the whole ville!Of course, so real!If I neverIf I never went home again"Hello? chill out nigga, what's up, boy?Yeah, I just touched down manI'm over off Ramsey and shitAiight, well lookI'm about to go check out my mom's manWhat's jumping for tonight?Oh the Live? I'm in there, nigga. "
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I'm I-95 cruising, with the sun in my eyes
In the south, dog, my momma ain't seen her son in awhile
Yea, I'll sure is
Can't wait to see my niggas and fuck with my old chicks
Can't wait to cruise the city, be catching them old grins
Same niggas, same place, doing the same old shit
Yea, so nigga watch it!
A nigga been in NY tryna get some bigger pockets
You still up in the ville, tryna make it in the trap
I'm finna put us on the map; I told you I was coming back, Cause
Yeah, so make way, the prince of the city, ain't a street I can't stay
You niggas is hatin, ' just be happy I ain't changed
Blunts rolled to the murk, we all want the same thing
And that's- money to feed us, yup
We pray to God, but, we ain't tryna meet Him yet, haha!
Yea, If I never
Nigga, man
Actually that is a bad idea, my nigga
Cause uh
Now I'm a always come home
It's where a nigga was grown
Where a nigga was shown
How to scrap, yup
Shown how to mack, yup
Sold a whole lot of crack, yup
Juggling them hoes
There was a whole lot of that, yup
Momma work to the bone
Putting clothes on my back
I'm coming home to give everything I owe to her back, yea
Yea
I swear they say, man
Yea yeah
Shout to the whole ville!
Of course, so real!
If I never
If I never went home again
"Hello? chill out nigga, what's up, boy?
Yeah, I just touched down man
I'm over off Ramsey and shit
Aiight, well look
I'm about to go check out my mom's man
What's jumping for tonight?
Oh the Live? I'm in there, nigga. "
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