Hit-Boy - Home Alone lyrics

[Produced by Haze banga] [Verse 1: Kent M$ney] Sitting in the drop like they surprising a motherf**er n***as getting tutored in the streets again, young thugs gon' ride for a pair of truckers True G's don't lie, stay clear s**ers Plus my gang know all about commitment Hit, BC I'm heading to navarro A n***a need work we can make it go the distance Think twice before you try to grind a fly n***a Better have it all, get right for the difference Gotta get it on, really need sleep no more Getting greetings from the b**hes that ain't speak before Cause I'm unique with flow, it ain't a secret though Take a flight, hitting heights I ain't reached before This more than [?] smoke, now proceed the choke And all the feelings that the Greek provoked, I'm so serious Red dot periods on foreheads, n***as getting into when their mouth run I ain't with them talking you can get your eardrums speaking on the outcome, that [?] need to stop stun Moving cannabis [?], paper that we see sh** clear I feel like these when the VH here I'm with my n***as chasing PJ lears We giving Q's, word to CJ fear Ghetto child worth, we say cheers (Money) [Verse 2: Price] Look, still with some n***as I was on the porch with Say cheese, real n***a that's my self portrait Sent a tweet out to your b**h Like, hey come to the fortress Nah, I ain't grew up on the porch and I still was cold, I had to sleep up on the floor b**h I'd be pissed off mad every time I hear that door twist That mean my mom finna nag or some bored sh** Like you stop tryna' banging next door sh** And take your black a** to school and be corporate But see I, wasn't hearing none of that I hit the block and I was running at it She said people don't change til d**h, and boy I hope it don't come to that Hmmm, nay they ain't no fun in that So I switched to rap and got mean with the flow I, found my soul and then teamed up with O We lifted off to space, beamed up the froze Used to be at KFC cleaning the floors sh**, we came a long way But just a short list of n***a imma' hold down HS87 moving like the 87' motown n***a you ain't know I guarantee that you know now, Price [Bridge] (Keep the change you filthy animal) [Verse 3: Hit-Boy] I'm really with this sh** Young version of Puff who can actually spit Only n***a still standing without a co-sign Really I don't give a f** about you stamping this sh** I might be ahead of my time like I flew out the country Probably why my ex leave my baby daddy spot Come straight and try to f** me Man I'm that n***a They give me respect buddy, they give you eject bu*ton One thing you can tell me, n***a that's nothin' Haze got the track jumpin', bounce like it a** rubber I don't ever hang with n***as I don't like That's the difference between me and you, you and I, all and us Back, back heel Really wanna play around n***a come and try me like a [?] in a [?] Who f**in' and pimpin', I don't see no prospects The dynamic uno and the repo process I help you put you in your place, like section 8 I went from good to f**ing great [Verse 4: Oktane] Man this Mike with his shirt blowing back It's Mike from the free throw line n***a this Mike Tyson This is Oktane and I'm Mike on these mic devices, at least twice as nice I went from Colton to Redlands to this I know all my exes is pissed Calling and texting for dick It's gold on my neck and my wrist I straight up just tell'em like this Imma' keep it three hundred, don't talk to a spartan Come s** it til your nose start runnin' like Roscoe and Martin If not girl, then stop what you talkin' Cause you wasn't f**ing with me when a n***a was walkin' (Breathe) Ah damn I needed that Half of these n***as don't need to rap They be conceited 'bout mediocre lyrics that they don't be about And them poker faces n***a, we'll see about Cause we holdin' aces n***a, we been about So if you talkin', we walkin' We walkin', she stalkin' The game in our pocket, HS87 n***a, sit back and watch it I'm gone [Verse 5: B.CaRR] Oh sh**, look who coming from the west side The underdog like [?] biggest I used to be a lost n***a Found myself getting cash now Was broke, found a cast now Hit, B-Mac and Kent, Oktane n***a back down To my n***a N.No Anything you n***as serve through the window (Cause around here) Between Navarro and [?] We barkin' like flee marts Show me the cash, you leave with your [?] Come back for [?] And that's fast cash n***a Stuff it in a trash bag n***a Drugs on wash for the gang task n***a [Verse 6: BMac The Queen] Imma' tell'em don't stare too long I would care but the bread too long And that snare go well with the flow, and by the time that you get it out of eight I'm ready to go (that's a bar) God damn, I know how it feels when you gotta pay your bills and your job ain't paying you sh** Wanna tell your boss take a f**ing loss, but you got a car No, and you gotta pay your rent Now I'm ridin' with a shotgun, ri-ridin' with a shotgun Getting money is the outcome Then you gotta get [?] 'til the cops come Let me tell you, I do not belong in this industry Fake n***as they cannot get to me Crenshaw my city is good to me, just like my money and family and energy [Outro: N.No] Don't get it f**ed up Like n***as lucked up We really do this sh**, bring the whole hood through this b**h To show, now you know We the plug n***a (Joe Pesci) Don't worry about your home, it's in good hands