Ja Will - homebody

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[verse 1] It's the november king, born live from the cornfields Smokin' loud, tryna quiet down the noise still Too high to recall what some joy feel like So we can probably match if i'm home still That's most of the time, don't judge, don't judge "juice, leave the house", won't budge, won't budge Niggas stay wild in the crib with a grudge Turn your whole damn night all the way to fucked up That's the way it is, that's just how it be So the same young boy that was out at sea No shame, and my tricks kept me out of reach Ain't no pain in my voice, i'm just out of key The excuse of an artist, the songs that you do When you bruise on the carpet, fall through your crew Growin' folks like a garden, your label brings fruits While your seeds stay watered, i ain't needin' that shit It is weed in my spliff, if it's drink in my cup It's tequila i sip, don't drink [?] enough It's a problem i learned, lava i surf Darkness i shine, when it's hot, i don't burn Scabbers ain't shit, i done died 'bout twice God keep me lit, i'll be back by tonight Hell on earth, what a wild ass life When pain don't hurt when you live outside [chorus] All i need is five cones and this shooter Don't write songs when i'm sober, dawg My iphone full of music And a girl called i can't get over, dawg So i lie hopin' i do it Thoughts and dreams in these porches, dawg So stayin' home is so crucial To get high, stones of my shoulders, dawg All i need is five cones and this shooter Don't write songs when i'm sober, dawg My iphone full of music And a girl called i can't get over, dawg So i lie hopin' i do it Thoughts and dreams in these porches, dawg So stayin' home is so crucial To get high, stones of my shoulders, dawg [verse 2] Yo, been the same young nigga since dragon won gold I was draggin' my soul through the gravel and stone Had to travel alone, ain't no passenger seat Took the runt, nose-to-nose with some gasoline heat The smoke in your face while i stuff me a raw Home out the way from you glazers and frauds Save me your points, fuck a report Keep your two cents right outside of my door [chorus] All i need is five cones and this shooter Don't write songs when i'm sober, dawg My iphone full of music And a girl called i can't get over, dawg So i lie hopin' i do it Thoughts and dreams in these porches, dawg So stayin' home is so crucial To get high, stones of my shoulders, dawg
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