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Lucas Home - 17 [Official Music Video]
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Lucas Armand Hernandez
Lucas Armand Hernandez
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[Intro}
Yeah, aye, yeah
Look at my phone, the message came through
I don't know shit, and I don't know you
People tell lies avoiding they truth, and people truth when they don't know you
I been outside, I look at that sun
Try to lean back but shit, I'm not done
I'ma need faith to know that I won
I'ma need space to know that I'm one
I'ma need you, but don't get all hype because I couldn't be me without an influence
Talkin' all night, we came to have fun, but at times like this, the fuck I been doin'?
Zip, smoke the pack then I dip
What's the date I have on my wrist?
I'ma think about it, that rose, I'ma ring around it, no clothes, and she be astounding
I don't even gotta look
Flow, I release a fountain
Two steps on the path, what are we amountin'?
Sometimes I don't believe surroundings
The product of the mind can delete accounting's
And my brain gone from a time that's clouded
No time to debate, all the times I've counted shit
People 'round me too fake, they counterfeit
Plus they wanna another thing to crown the dome
Went off, didn't hear the sound of it
Alone, when I need a new ground to lift, and I bet I be in the clouds with it
Hol' up, ya'll don't understand an ounce of this
My own blood got me feeling like I'm out of it, I don't rush
Taking my time to find it, my touch
I'm in that gym, I work on my clutch
Word to my kin, you know I been up
Word to my sins, I know that I'm faded
Man it feels good but know that I hate it
This ain't me, the best I be, the mess I breathe, the S-I-C, the K raps
Got visions of a throne in the maybach
Feelin' young, but I'm old, did he say that?
More time on the clock for the late pass
1-7 on the back like, josh one, throw one, catch might run it, might dash
Got speed like Allen, ain't talking no flash
I'm ultra-super-realistic chasin', dreams I'm living out without a placement
I'ma get it, I'ma keep it racin'
Monte Carlo, bitches on the plane shit
Patek just to tell me that I'm late shit
Hermes on me, got the matching bracelet
Superficial, just to have some fun
221 but I ain't talking guns
It's a lot to do up from the one, it's a lot to do up from the fifty
Bitches acting like they didn't miss me, biggest lie that I done ever seen
Outta pocket shit you do to diss me? Now, that's something that I can believe
Yeah, aye, yeah, aye~
Automatic, problematic, bitch I had it
Done with it, if it get dramatic, acrobatic
What's an addict? That's my daddy
From the bay to damn Cincinnati, I could take us there, I could make it happen
I been down and out, like my feet been dragging
What's the way to go, when the doors are closing?
I don't really know, but I'm done with hoping
Think I damn forgot, but my heart is broken
Think I'd rather not, but I gotta do it
Thinkin' out the box, but the box is ruined
Open up my eyes and I see the picture
Figured out the scheme, it's inside of me, beneath my eyes
I wrote 'bout a thousand scriptures, now it's time to find what I'm bound to be
The peace inside is on, but alone I'm drifting
Written by: Lucas Armand Hernandez
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