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Newark

2015

Long way from home

Back before the ratchets
Only thing that mattered was basketball practice
Before I was savage, pussy barely mattered
Before the pill habits
And slim bitches with baby heads tatted
Project living, penny pinching
Not to mention, mommy didn't have it
Before I got addicted
Around this time I could wake up
And find grandma in that kitchen whippin', whippin'
Wasn't no different bitches
I still had a dream
She put my belt tight, face kisses and vasoline
I ain't have a 9 and it ain't have a beam
Feel like another life
Them hard times wasn't light
Before I ever knew you could triple it if you cut it right
Way before a nigga ever pushed me
Before I knew the sweetest joy next to getting pussy

I was precious then
And had genuine friends
Never got back-stabbed
Never tasted revenge
Way before I ever left the porch
I tend to roam now
I'm a long way from home now
I was precious then
And had genuine friends
Never got back-stabbed
Never tasted revenge
Way before I ever left the porch
I tend to roam now
I'm a long way from home now

Way before the fame, before the hate, before the love
Before the games, I couldn't aim
Before the beef, before the Bloods
Me and mommy, no xanax or molly
I was 12 probably, prolly year later I saw a body
13 witnessed a homi, it all changed
Bitches, problems, pressure, drugs – it all came
New rules, they told me, "One bang then we all bang"
Protocol, homies caught bids waiting on bro to call
Mind full of action scenes, I ain't trying to show 'em all
Just trying to be open, y'all
Jacket zipped up, waiting on snow to fall
Reverend said, "The good die young"
Damn, I hope he wrong
Cause I ain't felt young since a youngin
If the reaper ain't at the door, he damn sure comin'
Way back when sleep came easy
Or around the time I did that nigga greasy
These movie clips ain't Netflix… shit, I ain't slept since

I was precious then
And had genuine friends
Never got back-stabbed
Never tasted revenge
Way before I ever left the porch
I tend to roam now
I'm a long way from home now
I was precious then
And had genuine friends
Never got back-stabbed
Never tasted revenge
Way before I ever left the porch
I tend to roam now
I'm a long way from home now

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I was precious then
And had genuine friends
Never got back-stabbed
Never tasted revenge
Way before I ever left the porch
I tend to roam now
I'm a long way from home now
I was precious then
And had genuine friends
Never got back-stabbed
Never tasted revenge
Way before I ever left the porch
I tend to roam now
I'm a long way from home now

Way before the fame, before the hate, before the love
Before the games, I couldn't aim
Before the beef, before the Bloods
Me and mommy, no xanax or molly
I was 12 probably, prolly year later I saw a body
13 witnessed a homi, it all changed
Bitches, problems, pressure, drugs – it all came
New rules, they told me, "One bang then we all bang"
Protocol, homies caught bids waiting on bro to call
Mind full of action scenes, I ain't trying to show 'em all
Just trying to be open, y'all
Jacket zipped up, waiting on snow to fall
Reverend said, "The good die young"
Damn, I hope he wrong
Cause I ain't felt young since a youngin
If the reaper ain't at the door, he damn sure comin'
Way back when sleep came easy
Or around the time I did that nigga greasy
These movie clips ain't Netflix… shit, I ain't slept since