One Last Thing

Everybody wanna ask, where I came from?

Young kid who bang drums, money don't you worry I'mma make some

Somebody changin' the world, it only takes one

Never scared of death, but I ain't ready for that day to come

A million people in the world, I don't hate one

Even them dummies Robbin people with some fake guns

Make mistakes young boy, that's just what I heard

And you don't ever figure out what you don't want at first

I got another verse, invincible and nothing hurts

One hundred words coming up with what 'll have your bubble burst

We can just fuck, you don't need to take my number first

Gettin' right to it, I ain't really tryna cuddle first

I used to try everything with her, and nothing worked

Got her backwards like she heard the thunder first

These are the days of our lives, and I ain't lyin' kid

Being free, tell me what kind of crime that is

It said it can't let me spit a couple sentences

Always good penmanship, make sure you all remember this

You just entered into Blue Slide Park

The place where dreams comin' true, that's where you find heart

Up until the sun come up, yeah my crew grind hard

See me out throughout the day, but you won't find me in the dark

Say I'm smart with remarks, such remarkable bars

Who knew this music would get me a couple cars

That just sit in park cause I'm out somewhere travelin'

Mac on the preschool honeys, you were somewhere tattlin'

Mad cause been known to always spaz again

Every single track with him

Oh, he's just so talented

Dream of countin' money till my fingers get some calluses

King with many palaces, a fucking golden fork to eat my salad with

I observe, asking what did he design

I see an artificial future for a digital mind

Muhammad Ali, yeah I'm him in his prime

Just that normal kid in class who was sittin' behind

Didn't really pay attention though I'm spittin' his rhymes

But now you see his car, tryin' gettin' inside

No

Hell no, hahaha

I wanna go back home, back home, back home

Late night can't remember what the day's like

Reminiscin' on stop signs and brake lights

Cause it seems that I'm always on the move, move, move

When they gonna let me back home, home, home

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I wanna go back home, home, home

I wanna go back home, home, home