Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Chophouze on the track (Chophouze on the track)
[Verse 2]
Traumatized inside, feel like a child
It could be a sign
I'm tired of crying, I wanted to smile
I wanted a child
I wanted a girl, I wanted the world
I wanna be lit
I wanted a bitch, I wanted a brick
My brother got hit
[Verse 3]
And I want him back, that shit hurt me bad, you don't know the half
My mama was mad, the junkies was sad
My boy was the man
You knew who I was, you know who I am
You know what it is
You know how it go, you showed me dope
You showed me the field
[Verse 4]
I'm tired of the lies, I'm tired of the crying
That shit I despise
I'm banging the six, so without the whip
I be rolling like tires
You know I ain't lying, you know I ain't trying
You know I ain't hiding
I'm probably high, somewhere in the sky
Bitch, you know the vibe
[Verse 5]
You know I'm on dope, I got no one on my side
You know I don't be riding with ****
I feel like a pope, one of the finest
I got the mind of a scientist ****
A whole lot of hope, feel like I can cover my eyes and lead the blind for ****
I could of went broke, **** thought I was a joke
I was out here designing ****
[Verse 6]
I'm one of a kind, I'm one of a kind
I'm all alone, them **** some clones
I went in the streets, I made it back home
That made me strong
My heart cold, my shit froze, my love gone
I'm home alone
Give Macaulay Culkin a call
On the phone
[Verse 7]
I'm rocking clothes that ain't in stores
Always new VLONE
I done made it off the block, dawg, I could be home
I finally knocked it out the park, that shit took me home
I damn near vacant my spot, 'cause I do be gone
[Verse 8]
I'm trying to make it to the top, why do it be long?
I'm tired of losing my patnas, I'm a crying victim
I'm tired of telling my **** wait, 'cause the time ticking
It's ironic, my eyes on the benjis, I'm trying to get it
****, don't mind 'em bitches
And I got to stay independent, it's realer
Nobody signed a ****
I grinded, man, I grinded, ****
All about my cake, and it ain't no pie in a ****
I'm fiving ****, flyer than ****
Told you already, I'm higher than ****
[Verse 9]
What is a joke?
Man, you know I'm on dope, you know I don't be 'round them ****
You know know how it go
You know these **** be hoes, and these hoes be lying to ****
You know I'm the G.O.A.T.
Still trying to get in the door, I ain't going for that bullshit no more
Sold out of shows, twelve million sold
That wasn't the goal
[Verse 10]
But I recommend you call your manager if you can't handle it, we trying to get it and gone
Fendi got fur on my animal, you can see it on my coat
Jerry Lorenzo clothes, caught the drip, no pose
Hide ya bitch, I'm home, hide ya bitch, I'm home
[Verse 11]
Yeah
Hide ya bitch, I'm home
Jerry Lorenzo clothes, Jerry Lorenzo clothes
Hide ya bitch, I'm home
Caught the drop, no pose
Yeah
Written by: Jahmon Pauling, Jonathon Joyner, Kazarion Fowler
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