MonGstar - Back home produced by : mistiq flow lyrics

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MonGstar - Back home produced by : mistiq flow lyrics

[1st verse: MonGstar] Back home to a hood where they squeeze Glocks let fly of slugs Still go there like hot cakes are sellin' d** Where a pin pierce your head if you mess with thugs There chicks commit murders when takin' hugs Just as soon as they have ate the chips of lugs There priests speak slang like church is a gang of geez In a chase of cheese You get short and rest in piece No sympathy all they say is "he dead poor vic" Like j.cole take a power trip And feel how good you be feelin' when you going back home Its like a feelin' the poet feels when writing a poem Can't wait to hit the paths I used to roam, whoa Im old now and my n***as are grown too Taller than goat ru' I forgot the pain iv gone through Im going back home [hook: MonGstar and Mistiq Flow] Back home n***as chasin' the cash b**hes shakin' that a** Everyday n***as smoki'n the gra** Backhome n***as chasin' the dough b**hes droppin' it low Everyday mad trees we blow X2 [2nd verse: MonGstar] Im still a hustle Fast Eddie Felson Girl Im a rider gates of the game I fastened Where I'm from when its my song playing they put their source of sound against they heart And I keep lacin' hard "home is where the hate is" somebody told me But back home they gat love for a hommie And may hating n***as learn to love Cuz I embraced the game and I play it thorough [3rd verse: mistiq flow] And I blaze the art everybody knows me b**hes shakin' that a**, thats how them hoes be Oh yeah they know me from n***as who been smokin' tik To n***as who sippin' the water to b**hes who booty twirk They put in the work its for the dough you know And n***a I never rush i take it slow you know Thats just the way I way go chillin' on a friday With my n***as puffin life smokin' sade [hook]X2