Why don't you go
Home right now
And I don't need audiences
When I'm feeling like
This, this, this, this and I
Don't need audiences
To see all the things
That i'm going through aye
Why you out here killing my vibe?
You don't have no place to reside with me
Determined to be with the free
I just wanna know where god is aye
Tell me if you know what tops this aye
Drinking my cup spinning
Fully aware that i'm sinning
On god
Fully aware, said i'm fully aware
Now tell me when you outside
Got the Uber waiting
Need to get back home
I got the juice, the juice
The juice from satan
Need to get back
Home and show some love and be a
Older brother
Need to be the man my momma raised
She brave and brave the stormy weather
On god
Why don't you go
Home right now
And i don't need audiences
When I'm feeling like
This, this, this, this and I
Don't need audiences
To see all the things
That I'm going through aye
Got my soul feeling watered down yeah
Got my soul feeling watered down yeah
Thought I told you gotta stay from round here
They be lurking in the shadows
Shadows they be watching
You know how it goes, goes, goes
How it goes
They be lurking, lurking, lurking
Lurking in the shadows, shadows
Aye god damn man I don't have an option
Feel like you've been f*cking plotting on my downfall
That's a letter to god man
Sick of all the lies
From the people I once loved
Hyperventilating, Losing breath
Man I'm looking for the answers
But I'm fearing my death
Fighting all these f*cking demons
Nigga get out my head
Screaming looking at sky singing
Why don't you go
Home right now
And i don't need audiences
When I'm feeling like
This, this, this, this and I
Don't need audiences
To see all the things
That I'm going through aye
All hell nah, I ain't gonna sign up
Staying lowkey, you ain't gonna find us
Why you saying you can help me in a time of need
When all you really doing is filling the prophecies
Of the lord coming
But is the lord coming?
I feel the depths of feelings I slept in
Emotions arrested for being a mess
My phones been off not receiving the texts, Aye
Back it up, Back it up, Aye
Oh my, I don't even know where I am
10/4
Do you understand me?
Feeling like i'm Marcus Camby, Aye
I don't want no envy, Aye
Speeding down the wrong road
Got the wrong phone number in my pocket now
Number ain't going nowhere with 6 digits
Damn
Why don't you go
Home right now
And i don't need audiences
When I'm feeling like
This, this, this, this and I
Don't need audiences
To see all the things
That I'm going through aye