Lyrics Mi Casa - Kota the Friend

Plant my seed and live my dream and stay low-key like
Drama free, they come for me, I pay that fee like
What you get is what you see, no cap on me like
Hate on me, I throw that peace sign, how you feel, I do not rely
Downtown kid I′m a New York nigga with a chip like that
Gotta move on, let go 'cause you really can′t live like that
Had to cool off, stayed home, so I really don't trip like that
Weird that's true ′cause it fits like that
B-side cruise in the whip like oh (woo)
I don′t want nothin' today, I have got nothin′ to say
Don't ask for nothin′ today, me and my cup on a bay
I don't want supper today, don′t hear me talkin' that shit
You tell that man in his face, I am not havin' a fit
I am just settin′ a pace, you only gettin′ a taste, yeah (yeah)
Spring comin' and I love to see it, it′s a better day
Hot summer, get the bread and butter, then I get away
Leaves fallin' on the lawn, they′re ain't nothin′ wrong
Fall turn to winter, winners take it all, wakin' up at dawn
Just so we can ball, yeah
You show me love (show me love)
I show it back (show it back)
You be upfront (be real)
I got your back (I got your back)
I play this song (play this song)
You like, "Oh this slap" (oh, this slaps)
Pull up at the crib
We sippin' palm tree liquor in the back
And I say
Yo mi casa es su casa
Lil′ mama (yeah) love me proper
Yo mi casa es su casa
No impostors, may you prosper
Tryna go fishin′ 'cause that′s somethin' I always wanted to do
Sit by the river with all of my sisters and fuck with the view
Crazy how somethin′ so special to me, don't mean nothin′ to you
I came from nothin' to here, I don't got nothin′ to prove
I do not fuck with the rules, yeah I am happy I′m gettin' it
And I ain′t never had to change up, I do not listen to rhetoric
Y'all know that I′m the same one, I swear the sun is my medicine
I feel like Arnold not Benedict, I got some homies in mansions
And I got some homies in tenements, there is no one that I'm better than
Happy we met again, tell me that shit that I said again
Hopefully I ain′t forget it, it's probably the gem that I'm missin′
To get ahead
Forget then, I′ma just stay on this road, truckin' through loads
Over the hoes, passin′ my foes, niggas is slow, I
See me loadin' my little boat, take it out when I′m a little low
Told my mom I'm a fisherman and she laughed like
"Go on with your little jokes", new crib shit is dumb cool
I got free time, I got rum too, I got weedmaps, I got good vibes
If you need some company then come through, yeah
You show me love (show me love)
I show it back (show it back)
You be upfront (be real)
I got your back (I got your back)
I play this song (play this song)
You like oh this slap (oh, this slaps)
Pull up at the crib
We sippin′ palm tree liquor in the back
And I say
Yo mi casa, es su casa
Lil' mama (yeah) love me proper
Yo mi casa, es su casa
No impostors, may you prosper
"Hey man, who that nigga up on that horse?"