90 miles outside Chicago
Can't stop drivin', I don't know why
90 miles outside Chicago, can't stop
Yeah, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh (I don't know why)
Baby, believe me, ain't nothing easy about this here
Trust me, I'm buggin' how niggas lovin' me to share
But I'm on a mission, I see my vision, that shit's clear
All through my struggles, I never stumble like you, yeah
I rep my city like most you niggas'll never do
Shout out to T for my niggas, see we forever crew
I'm not a rapper, I'm teachin' rappers about how to be
This from my Robert Taylors, my 80s, my RnB's
Chavs be so proud of me, they pick me up the screen
So when you see me, throw your C's up properly
Anything I can be, I'm bout to do that shit
Like Kool and Loda, I'll be rappin' right next to Luna Chris
Records like Moonbeats, we've been through every city
My second family is 20 P's, we taste your titty
But I can't forget the crib, that's what it been to see it
And if you from Chicago, I know you did cheat
On my way home (I'm home)
Been away too long and (way too long)
On my way home (I'm coming back)
Been away too long and I gotta move back home
On my way home (on my way)
Been away too long and I haven't seen you in a while
On my way home (I'm gonna speak the truth)
Been away too long and (I'm missing you) gotta move back home
I know you're probably thinking she's another
Sleazy rapper leaning backwards on a CD cover
I never thought before my 20s I could be your mother
My gray skies turned to rays, now we're seeing colors
But I'm wishing G-Ball and Cuz was with us
Cause that's the show when I see y'all
Love my nigga
They tried to say I wasn't gon' make it
Wasn't gon' never come my way
And if you did, I wasn't gon' take it
But you did look on my face
I'm still stuck on my pace, y'all
Drilling, y'all gon' hate while
I chill and count my cake as high
Real is all my faith that I instill and not forsake
Cause I will and not my way
But that might be too much for y'all
So I'ma ease up, lay some weed up
Think of ways to raise my seeds up
Keep them G'd up, sail away and lay my feet up
Bout on the beach, huh
But I'm so proud of all my people
I throw my seeds up
But I make sure I go my way, go my way
On my way home, back to Chicago
Been away too long and I'm on my way
On my way home, back to Chicago
Been away too long and I gotta move back home
On my way home, back to Chicago
Been away too long and I don't know why (cos I can feel you)
On my way home, back to Chicago
Been away too long and gotta move back home
God damn it, welcome to nation city
Where ain't Nathan pretty
Not even the cutest bus downs or runners
Trust, this has been thrust down upon us
Here Grand Theft Auto is a reality
Therefore we bust rounds at gunners
The often state of the union
So cold where being a hater is cool
Welcome to motherfucking gladiator school
Where there ain't never, never no recess
Where lessons is in session from sunup to sundown
And if a motherfucker don't get gun up or gun down
Then he blessed, the industry snatched our swag
And even the way that we dressed
But won't let us end this bitch
And you wonder why we stressed
So if you on that hatin' ass, goof ass, dumb shit
Do me a favor and holler at me less
See the crib been sanctioned and plugged, and they knew it
Shit got difficult, we just thugged our way through it
No fear in our heart when we start signing and getting shelved
Cause motherfuckers on these streets
Been signing since we was twelve
What I gotta do to save y'all from y'all
Just talk over this break
Or grow me some dreads and walk over the lake
The mirror image of Fluky Stokes and Chairman Fred Hampton
My every word reflect the shot
Chicago, o, o, o
Oooh
Prayed for the, yeah, prayed for the city
There's nothing like the love when you see
On my way home, on my way, back home
Been away too long and gotta go back home
I am on my way back home
I love you, everybody, oh, yeah, ah
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