I'm on my way home, my block,
I roll my pocket full of stones
Yeah, the nickel play the dime

I'm on my way home, always travel alone
And that dead ^!$$% tryna take mine I'm on my way
Strapped up like a !@() (*##$,

take a #~!!@ ^!$$% ice quick, that's life %#@!
'Cause these guns, they for show, boy 40 shoot your face
That's your fro, boy, I'm letting ^!$$%s know, boy

Got this two way crib, you know my name, you know my game
And if you got a problem you know I serve my cane
And on the long way that you coming make sure you come with your thing

I'm not for the games, ok, switch subjects,
I'm balling hard, these (*##$es love me
I just $#&@ 'em, they $#&@ 'me, I gotta get this money

Robbing ^!$$% for his cash and pay my ties on Sunday
Lord, should I be worried about karma?
If I'm robbing %#@! to give you my dollars

'and the furthest that I got was the stock room
Screaming $#&@ my boss, I'mma be home soon
Same ^!$$% used to slain weed, home room,

hustle hard 'cause I gotta have a home to go home to
So tell me what I gotta lose, ^!$$%
I'm on the block with my ^!$$%s that's down to pop a few hiccups

Come about the $#&@ing jewels, ^!$$%
Every day we play the post like we sinning,
we pray to God 'cause we sinners

We getting money like a Jew, ^!$$%
Only a few ^!$$%s that I trust, a few ^!$$%s that will buzz
But still every time I ride I keep my 45 tucked down'

Making my watch shine but still ain't got the time rough
If it ain't about money you seek us,
when I was broke all you ^!$$%s were $#&@ing with me

I die for what I own before a ^!$$% take something from me
I did a lot of %#@! so I think karma coming for me
Karma, how you doing? My name is Joey,

I like to blow trees from the east side
'late drinking 40s, making music, the only option on me
Still I TTG, leaving ^!$$%s wholly

Karma, I heard about you, you tryna $#&@ me,
I'm tryna $#&@ you, too
You be $#&@ing everybody, girl,

but I don't give a $#&@ tonight
I got my ham tucked tonight 'the enemy shot the block up the other day'