Lyrics Long Way - Amanda Reifer , Blxst

I don't even know what a homie is
Blacklist long as the money is
Locked in, I don't know what lonely is
Fly back home for the summer, yeah
Yeah, I jumped in like I coulda been
Boxed up, gone for a hundred years
Let's just say I'm glad I took the long way

Gon' get what you want
Take what you will
Eat what you kill
Everyone will
Get what you give
That's how we live
That's how it is
That's how it is

Hard to remember your name, I lost track
We all start lookin' the same, it's all cap (Facts)
Now I got infinity fame
I'm sick your handshake like venom in veins, okay
Comin' for whatever I claim
You thought I didn't remember who belittled my name
Kept my head down, gassed up, still in my lane
Damn, I looked up and December just came
I wish I would have known (Wish I knew)
And I ain't even kick my feet up, they tryna evict me out my home (Huh)
Put the city on (Yes, I did)
And I ain't even takin' all the credit like I did it all alone
I'm takin' Nipsey gone, Drakeo gone
How many legends can replace that throne?
How many lessons 'til we make that known?
Took two L's but your name live long, forever

I don't even know what a homie is
Blacklist long as the money is (I remember)
Locked in, I don't know what lonely is
Fly back home for the summer, yeah (I remember)
Yeah, I jumped in like I coulda been
Boxed up, gone for a hundred years
Let's just say I'm glad I took the long way

Gon' get what you want
Take what you will
Eat what you kill
Everyone will
Get what you give
That's how we live
That's how it is
That's how it is

Energy wilin', wilin'
Never go silent, silent
Everything all or nothing
Everything all or nothing
Run for the hell of it
For the hell of it
Run, never settling
Never settling
Run 'til you elevate
'Til you elevate
Run 'til you elevate
'Til you elevate

Top of the yawning top hats
Raise and praise
Ninety-five point five
Forty-hour radio
Wanna give a shoutout to the lil' homie
Taking over his pop's business
Eagle & Son, Chauffeur Car Service
Make sure y'all show him some love if you see him slidin' through the city
And this next one is in honor of his pops
Long live the big homie
Ninety-five point five
Forty-hour radio
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