Letra de When I’m Home - Lil Baby

(Yo, Nick Papz, make it slap)

I be wantin' to leave this shit alone but I'm just too deep

Bitches tell the internet, these niggas tell the police

I'll go and kill myself before I let you ho me

Hit hard, move in silence, shout out to the OGs

Seven million, lost that just in Baccarat alone

Know I smell good, I don't wear no Baccarat cologne

I'm a money magnet, this shit gon' be comin' when I'm gone

My Atlanta bitch, we only be talkin' when I'm home

I'm a savage, gotta know I know you fuckin' when I'm gone

Blow shit down forreal, ain't doin' no huffin' and puffin' on no songs

Real rockstar, 7 in the mornin' gettin' stoned

[Lotta gambling?], he don't know enough, he gettin' boned

These ain't lab diamonds, my shit outta the mud, these real stones

Brodie down the road, he done ran it up from sellin' phones

Got two hundred bands, tryna find a lawyer to get him home

Told him I'ma match it, that's four hundred thousand, someone gotta have it

Ain't been in the spot in five years and it's still trappin'

Safe to say if I ain't get a deal I'll be still trappin'

Glad I got a chance to see the world and I adapted to it

Dolla took his cash, invest in business, look like he rappin' too

I was in the spot tryna get off for shit, that's all I knew

I am not gon' cry 'cause you don't fuck with me, the feelings mutual

Still leavin' a stain inside my city, you remember crucial

Twenty thousand dollars only Monday

Go in Magic spend a fourty, I just made this shit Sunday

They ain't really throwin' shit, they bluffin', niggas pump fakin'

Feel like I'm at best when shit get hard, but I'm a crunch baby

I been doin' my thing since back in school, from the mid to the lunch lady

Mama showed me never show my hand

Most of these niggas need ass whoopings

Overseas, got my feet in the sand

Women claiming me who can't get a chance

Put bitches on Delta, they fly back with the cash

I put bro in position but he'll get on your ass though

Better not fall for no ho who ready to go when the bag low

Seen Lil Yolo rob the same store and then put a mask on

I been all around the globe, hittin' and duckin' the task force

I come straight from out the westend, the stamps on the passports

Fully coverage when I get involved, they know where to crash for

It ain't funny, I done been a dog, the fuck I'ma laugh for?

Seen some rich niggas lose it all, the fuck I'ma brag for?

Well I ain't trippin', if this shit get hard, that's what the bag for

She in love with you, she love me too, is that what you mad for?

Brodie told me don't let off the gas, my foot in the dashboard

SF90, that's a [spider?], that's a step up from last time

Never chillin 'round, we in and out, I'm stuck on a cash run

Nigga really loved me, could've spanked you, but you get a pass bro

Showin' niggas what's the better route to go on the last ho

Know they want me to fall off, I move cautious

Told my PR, "Don't put me on the Forbes list"

It's gon' cost to play, make sure you can afford this

I'm the same way, don't matter if I'm poor or rich

It's a hundred thousand dollars in my mouth, these porcelains

I took penitentiary chances, just to go cop Jordans

And my nigga throwed off, sometimes I have to think for him

I'm a bad bitch getter, you can ask my doorman

I put bitches on Delta, can't say what's in the suitcase

Put a hundred up a million times, the fuck is a blueface?

Brodie put us on a different route, I fuck with the new way

Talked to all the dawgs on FaceTime, I'm duckin' the two way

Active shooters in these cars gon' follow us on the [E-way?]

Made the label call four, five mil' for Rylo, the G way

Like Glorilla and I love tomorrow but they get it today

Can't be fucked with in no way at all, that nigga don't play, yeah

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