[Hook 1: Pharrell]
Sorry ^!$$% I'm tryna come home
Sorry ^!$$% I'm tryna come home

Well the walls are talking to me
And I know you think I'm wrong
But sorry ^!$$% I'm tryna come home


[Verse 1: Pusha T]
Now when the phone start to click in your words start to echo

Say you got to hang up but the man won't let go
Oh my ^!$$% say it ain't so
Now we speaking on some ^!$$%s that he say he ain't know

We used to steal dirt bikes dodge raindrops
So close ^!$$%s thought we had the same pops
Graduated gettin' money on the same blocks

But things changed and we ain't end up in the same box
Hear 'em whisper "it ain't adding up"
Giving you the jailhouse talk but you ain't mad enough

I never thought I'd be the last man standing up
I never thought I'd had have to question were you man enough
Long letters how the streets got the best of you

Telling all your cellies how come I ain't sitting next to you
Yeah see I can read between the lines
So it's awkward when you call and I gotta press 5


[Hook 2: Pharrell]
Sorry ^!$$% I'm tryna come home

Sorry ^!$$% I'm tryna come home
I think the Feds are looking through me
Can't you hear it in my tone?

So I'm sorry ^!$$% I'm tryna come home

[Verse 2: Pusha T]

Got me tiptoeing through the conversation on our calls
Tryna act normal but the writing is on the wall
It's like I hear you smiling when you heard they hit the wall

But I just let it ride so I don't be the next to fall
(They say [?] been getting money while I'm gone
And wasn't he tryna holla at my (*##$ when I was home)

Nah he selling cars it'd be him and [?]
I'm just tryna offset what he was saying on my phone
Nowadays ^!$$%s don't need shovels to bury you

Pointing fingers like pallbearers how they carry you
So much for death before dishonor
Might as well have a robe and gavel like your honor

I just sit and wonder play it by the numbers
When you ride like lightning then you crash like thunder
Seen your baby mama she ain't even know if she should speak

What the $#&@ is there to say knowing her king's now weak saying...

[Hook 1: Pharrell]


[Verse 3: Pusha T]
Let's talk real ^!$$%s let's speak real ^!$$%

How many ^!$$%s you know snitching you ain't killed ^!$$%?
Covered his own tracks he didn't care that
We had a legacy he killed I got to wear that

Every move we ever made is getting starred at
I bet the man inside his mirror doesn't stare back
Break your heart when the man you call your brother

Be the same one that setting in motion all them undercovers
Called my mom mother was at my graduation
When I signed my record deal you was my motivation

From great friends now it's no affiliation
Divided by the time he was facing
Once he told me that...


[Hook 2: Pharrell]