David Raé Shawn - Far From Home Lyrics

Lyrics Far From Home - David Raé Shawn



Back in the building I'm talking my shit, and I feel that it's rightly so
I had to pray to God up in that hospital, because I just wasn't ready to go
Feel like body separated from soul, and don't nobody know I'm depressed on the low
Suicidal and don't nobody know
Couple nights back
I put the glick to my head and I swear I was ready to blow
Then I remembered I got a lil bro
And I miss Shaun, but I'm still on a mission
That's why I refuse to just go like a hoe
I got this bitch on me forever
How they turn the good kid to a director?
We can shoot scenes in this bitch
I'm tryna see them boys bleed in this bitch
29, he whip the beam in this bitch
Violence is never the answer, but whenever wherever
Ima make sure that I live
Nigga I'm tryna have kids
Whip so fast that the drive way got skids
Real Texas nigga just watch the boy skitz
Nobody jig the way that I jig
It's him, the man, the kid, the boy
Whatever you calling that shit
But come on It's me nigga
Yeah, Beloved King
It's David the period bleed nigga
You just had to see nigga
All the nights we put in, doing work for the team nigga
And my mama is me nigga
I see struggles she went through that I can't repeat nigga
And I'm just gon be me nigga
Cause our whole life white folks told us to be niggas
Back in the building I'm talking my shit, and I feel that it's rightly so
I had to pray to God up in that hospital, because I just wasn't ready to go
Feel like body separated from soul, and don't nobody know
I'm depressed on the low
Suicidal and don't nobody know
Couple nights back
I put the glick to my head and I swear I was ready to blow
Then I remembered I got a lil bro dawg
None of these niggas can feel my pain
Explain it I can't
Problems I got from growing up with Shae
Body was hurting, all them side pains
But it's okay, on me
I switched up the flow, so they can't clone me
Raeshawn been a little Raekwon, with a little wait Nas
And a little offset
Nigga I ain't even start to go off yet (HEY)
Put her on her knees on the carpet
Red dot a stop sign if he wanna start shit
WHOO!
Nigga coming up out the Texas zoo
Wu-tang soo
Victor Fries, yeah that boy so cool
Eat her soul out like weapons do
Man, and I ain't gon tell 'em again
Fuck all that comic book shit
I'll beat yo ass, if you try play with my kin
Danny Rand way that I'm swinging these fists
Punisher way that I'm swinging this blick
Johnny Storm way that I carry this heat
Richard Reeds stretch yo bitch out with this dick nigga
Back in the building I'm talking my shit, and I feel that it's rightly so
I had to pray to God up in that hospital, because I just wasn't ready to go
Feel like body separated from soul, and don't nobody know
I'm depressed on the low
Suicidal and don't nobody know
Couple nights back
I put the glick to my head and I swear I was ready to blow
Then I remembered I got a lil bro dawg



Writer(s): David Seals


David Raé Shawn - The King's Memoirs, Vol. 3
Album The King's Memoirs, Vol. 3
date of release
07-01-2022




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