Back Where Ive Stayed

"You don't have to worry 'cuz I'm comin'..."

Yeah! I see your hammer, see your car, see you Mr. Norm

"Back to where I should have always stayed..."

I see your circle, see your figures, see you're paranorm'

"You don't have to worry 'cuz I'm comin'..."

Eastside, Westside

"Back to where I should have always stayed..."

Eastcoast, Westcoast (yeah, Tom Mason!)

North, South (PD!)

You see, I'm grown up now

I got new thoughts

New parkin' lot, pennies in the shoe box

I got bank accounts

Things that I own up

A nice guy, but dont cross me for no push ova'

Remember high school days, winters was colda'

Rhyming at the bus stop to keep your hands warma' (hands warma')

The days seemed a little longa'

Back - when I had a fatha'

But - now why botha'?

I - I grew stronga' (what what? yeah...)

A little longer to a performa'

I said I grew stronga'

YO! (yo... c'mon.. yeah)

"Back to where I should have always stayed..."

I'll take you back into my teenage years

See, I did a little dirt

Don't talk much about it

But I was good at it, the cops had never heard about it

I had a few friends who broke up over ends

Man it's funny how that shit just stays a trend

But in the end

I wish 'em all of the best

And all the success

No time to give myself stress

My kitchen now only 1 chef

Left virgin, greenhouse, new success

So, don't stress, mess test us

Just leave, train, plane, car, bus

Circles still reign victorious

So when people try to bring me 'round all drama

I - dip and handle just a bit of the scandle

Then I bounce to the bahamas

Two first class seats, me and hot mama

2 weeks then, back to greenhouse headquarters

More albums on orda'

More hard drives on orda'..

"Back to where I should have always stayed..."

Yeah, yeah, yeah!

"You don't have to worry 'cuz I'm comin'..."

Yeah! I see your hammer, see your car, see you Mr. Norm

"Back to where I should have always stayed..."

I see your circle, see your figures, see you're paranorm'

"You don't have to worry 'cuz I'm comin'..."

Eastside, Westside

"Back to where I should have always stayed..."

Yeah, yeah

Slim fast be the size

Spec-tacs' on the eyes

Size 13 feet with the hooks

That got Marlin shook

I took that from an old notebook

My Principle grabbed at the Pope John Paul Cath

I struggled with no cash

No Bel-Air Prince

Just my niggaz gettin' fingerprints on the wall, on the clip

Yeah, I got your letter hommie and I did what you told me

No father to scold me, my brother only

Missed him for 6 years, so I'm raised by his peers

But I love my mama dear, so I chose a career

Now I travel often, condo, valet parkin'

I leave history when I'm in the coffin

Toronto I'll be laid so - y'all spread my name

I'm like 21 when I entered the game

7 years lata', now the weight is much greata'

Raise up the greenhouse antenna

Not just the weight now, but the pockets less thinna'

Got the whole circle with us

We monster trucks to you small fucks

We crush y'all chassis, for just bein' sassy (oh!)

Nigga its I, Choclair (Choclair, Choclair, Choclair nigga)

"Back to where I should have always stayed..."

"You don't have to worry 'cuz I'm comin'..."

"Back to where I should have always stayed..."

"Back to where I should have always stayed..."

"You don't have to worry 'cuz I'm comin'..."

"Back to where I should have always stayed..."

"You don't have to worry 'cuz I'm comin'..."