A$AP Yams - Back Home lyrics

[Produced by Thelonious Martin, co-produced by DDot Omen & A$AP Rocky] [Sample] Gotta find my way back home, I've been away too long Gotta find my way back home, I'm moving... [Verse 1: A$AP Rocky] War Lords, we all Lords, but we your Lords Tryna find home, next stop is the Waldorf Past the racism and fake-ism Type of hate that make you feel worse than a rape victim, raw dogs You other n***as mad soft, mad I rap my a** off They throwin' mad salt, 'til I go bath salt On wax, spitting heat to melt the wax off I'm Mr. Miyagi in Issey Miyake a**hole flow, f** name brands, past logos Now I'm onto grand raps, hands so low, uh It's like my fashion style is the life saver Guess she wasn't satisfied with titties that Christ gave her Bragging that her new a** shots is a life changer Head so good on that girl that I might pay her, or nah Super laid back cat, opposite of fat black, Al Capone Tell them lil' n***as Flacko home [Hook: Acyde] Gotta find my way back home I've been away too long Gotta find my way back home I've been away too long Gotta find my way back home I've been away too long Gotta find my way back home I've been away too long [Verse 2: A$AP Rocky] Father, Lord forgive me as I load up the semi Roll through the city, that chose to resent me Hold it, don't load it, reload it On plenty, any foe or a -BEEP- That ever voted against me, dissed me Pissed me off then tried to hold it against me Or wish we off the worst of luck that ever hated Never hesitated, the designated All of the wrong that they did me Is stored in my memory all of the thoughts that I thought of Means more for my enemies Sippin' holy water like it's bore from my kidneys Load the smoke like a chimney, make a toast for the memories Make a toast for the henny, it's the best for the remedies Energy, synergy, frienemies, industries Finna get advantage on him and his nemesis b**hes been sniffing If I, if I ain't the greatest, b**h I'm one of em How in the f** could you front on em My old ho beefing, my ex won't be friends Bronson told me not to eat ham, rest in peace Yams [Hook: Acyde] Gotta find my way back home I've been away too long Gotta find my way back home I've been away too long Gotta find my way back home I've been away too long Gotta find my way back home I've been away too long [Break: A$AP Rocky] Rest in peace Yams, RIP A$AP Yamborghini We gon' take it uptown one time We gon' take em back home, show em how me do They call me Pretty Flacko ladies and gentlemen I'd like to introduce Pretty Flacko Sr Yasiin Bey [Verse 3: Yasiin Bey] Magnum spectacular, black man megalas Shine amethyst, fly champion, it's like that again What's happening? Mathematics master blin' Flacko season, all day, erryday Ask me how it's going, I tell em on and on and on and on and You led me out to Arizona, steady flowing, staying golden Sand cover, ready rover Flacko glowing in that Owens, that's how it's going Awareness to the areas, familiar with the routes Travellin' man, moving through places, space and time In a country called earth [Outro: A$AP Yams] Nah'mean, these tacky a** muh'f**ers be in the pictures. Wearing all types of mother f**in' red and green stripes, over accessorizing out this motherf**er. We from Harlem, we gave y'all motherf**ers this wave. Grab y'all surfboards, cause y'all got your boogy boards right now, f**er. Ya'll just gon' keep watching us at the beach show with your motherf**in' khakis rolled up. With your chancletas in your hand and we just gon' keep surfing on this motherf**er. Straight up. It's ya' boy, A$AP Yams, Yamborghini. Yo Rock man, let these motherf**ers know what it is out this motherf**er. A$AP, b**h!