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[Intro]
FXXXXY, where you at?
Yuh
Y'all muhf*ckas have no clue
Dealin' with the G.O.A.T
Yuh
On my momma, gon' love this one
Big sh*t
They not-

[Verse 1]
So many so and so's
Dissin' only on telephones
Tellin' friends, tellin' [?]
And they tellin' hoes
I tried to tell myself don't
Pay attention no
I can tell these n*ggas itchin' for dope
Grown men mad
Cause I won't pay for they losses
So they can win no more
How the f*ck your b*tch respect you though?
How the f*ck she feel pride in you protectin' her though?
That b*tch must be a lesbian, she f*ckin' a hoe
f*ck it
I'm on point, sh*t I'm callin' buckets
[?]
Y'all fake n*ggas got a long summer
It's gon' be another cold summer
Pack a cold sucker
My worse enemies made me blessed
I'm ecstatic, y'all ain't have nobody saying "yes"
I had to go inside myself and make it make sense
And now they pay a n*gga dollars for the time missed
Thank you

[Hook]
And this feel more like home
[?]
I ain't been home in like five months
Lord forgive me, I'll go when the time comes
Lord knows I'll go when the time comes
And this feel more like home
[?]
I ain't been home in like five months
Lord forgive me, I'll go when the sign comes
Lord knows I'll go when the time comes

[Verse 2]
All these fake n*ggas feelin' important
Braggin' vacations, look where you resortin'
I can see it in your eyes, you're thinkin extortin'
Can't extort a real n*gga, your ego enormous, n*gga
Them backhanded compliments gettin' back to us
n*gga's frontin', turn my back to ya'
[?] I shrug my shoulders
[?]
Pardon my back as I bag up boulders
Yeah, yeah
All facts, n*gga
I only f*ck her if she got a lot of problems
And she cool with some drama
I guess I relate to that, n*gga
Cause that's me and all my exes in a bag, n*gga
Heal up, wheel up, my n*gga's are still up
Wrote the whole tape, and left time to cook the beats up
Number one n*gga, and nobody f*ck with me, huh
You only up for three months, I been
Back for each one, n*gga

[Hook]
And this feel more like home
[?]
I ain't been home in like five months
Lord forgive me, I'll go when the time comes
Lord knows I'll go when the time comes
And this feel more like home
[?]
I ain't been home in like five months
Lord forgive me, I'll go when the sign comes
Lord knows I'll go when the time comes

[Outro]
Yeah
Big sh*t
Yeah
[?]
Yeah
Oh, I am the drama
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
f*ck the world, baby
[?] make me feel
Yeah
And I'm the number one, n*gga
When it comes to us, n*gga
You might sing better, f*ck
You might rap better
But they don't f*ck with me for none of that, my n*gga
Count up my storms, I been through that
And that one
Know n*ggas like there he -

(I feel like next year, n*gga's is gettin' rings
Man, n*ggas gotta get them rings)
Next year n*gga's gettin' all types of muhf*ckin' rings, man
We gon' have rings for every muhf*ckin' finger, bro
Muhf*ckin' pinky ring
Index ring
Muhf*ckin' middle ring, all that sh*t, man
Aye look, we goin' full-blown savage, man
Ain't none of that ol
(n*gga, full-blown savage
I told you that before [?]
This that- this that- this that turning point that'll turn a n*gga savage like damn)
In the summertime-
In the summertime I'm savage
In the winter, I'm survives, b*tch
On everything, n*gga
(Aye, that's some high-level sh*t, bro)