Lyrics Home in a week - B$N

My nigga running from the feds ain't been home in a week
They said my city due to blow, I ain't know it'd be me
If they were paper in the station, they ain't folding for me
This new revolver coming modded and I got it for free
I'm in the masjid I don't know about a shooting
My broski killing I don't ever wanna lose him
Are you thick in the head or are you stupid
I keep a stick like I'm old but I don't use it

I gotta keep it on me I cannot afford another life
If I keep it on me, I might take another life
If I keep it on me then I know I'm probably doing life
If I keep it on me then I know there'll be another time
That's why I gotta keep this 45, in between my thighs
I don't mind, you can see these other guys
If you need me why you lead me on I need to check my mind
I know real niggas that would pick a gun before a side
I can't lie
I need to skate before I think about ice
I done crime just to get away from crime
If she leave I don't blame her cuz she tried
And it's still free my niggas doing 12 up inside
It's crazy he's your cousin watched him bleeding it out
How you beefing on the roads and then you sleep in his house
If my opps are getting touched just know I'm feeling em out
Catch him sleeping we put 3 in his mouth

My nigga running from the feds ain't been home in a week
They said my city due to blow, I ain't know it'd be me
If they were paper in the station, they ain't folding for me
This new revolver coming modded and I got it for free
I'm in the masjid I don't know about a shooting
My broski killing I don't ever wanna lose him
Are you thick in the head or are you stupid
I keep a stick like I'm old but I don't use it

I'm screaming free mine
All my niggas holding poles like a streetlight
If he pussy with this white then he a feline
Reload the clip and watch it twice I'm tryna rewind
I put a beam on twenty sevens like it's three nines
And I can't stop, it's in my genes like it's Levi's
We was banding all them twenty's since like knee high
Im in the streets, two fingers up, this ain't a peace sign
But it's a piece sign
This ain't a peace sign
Been in the roads for so long my shooters tarmac
I'm busy building for my kids I need a hard hat
I put chanaynay on the aux and it's a car crash
Big shakil spitting on this beat I call him llama
My nigga running from the feds he won't come back
I'm round these hoes and them crops like a farmer
If shawty feeling me out I'm going harder
I match the Gucci with the louis with the prada

My nigga running from the feds ain't been home in a week
They said my city due to blow, I ain't know it'd be me
If they were paper in the station, they ain't folding for me
This new revolver coming modded and I got it for free
I'm in the masjid I don't know about a shooting
My broski killing I don't ever wanna lose him
Are you thick in the head or are you stupid
I keep a stick like I'm old but I don't use it