Long Way Home

I think this is about that time we ride out again

We gon' hop on this 101, take it to the 110

Wrap it around to the 10

Exit Crenshaw, maybe exit Arlington

Make that right on King

Take it on in to Leimert

Pull up, you know, watch the stars

And just reflect...

Yeah

We the fireworks that light up the city

It's a rare occasion when I bring both chains out

Show 'em what that game 'bout

Welcome to the party, let me cross your little name out

First beat that came in, first hit that came out

I'm the type of guy them R&B girls be singin' 'bout

Tryin' to become a man, and all she think I do is be hangin' out

Time costs money now, and ain't life funny

How I could spill the whole bottle like

"Pshh, it's just some hundreds now,"

We used to be them little niggas, we runnin' now

And any time we see a Polo store, we gotta shut it down

Cleaned up nicely, golf jacket, button down

A belt with 2 G's on it

Let them hoes squeeze on em

I make a girl drop to her knees, then she freeze on 'em

I tell her we like Method & Mary; all she need on 'em

I try to open my heart on these beats, then I bleed on 'em

So when I take the long way home, I don't speed on 'em

A T-Bone Steak, two eggs, a little cheese on 'em

Since a juvenile, I was like "400 Degrees" on 'em

Yeah, yeah, if that ain't cold

My Jordans from '85, homie

If that ain't old

I'm the realest nigga out

Shit, if that ain't bold

And I'm greater then and now

Shit, if that ain't flow

And I'm shining like a king, bitch

If that ain't gold

I think I'm gonna take the long way home

Yo

We taught each other how to hustle, it wasn't handed down

And if you didn't feel me before, you understand it now

I used to didn't ask for much, but I demand it now

It's people relying on my talent, so I can't panic now

I used to love to chase women, but I can't stand it now

Your nigga had a Maserati, but he a mechanic now

And it ain't nothing I can't have on this planet now

All because I took my dreams and I planned 'em out

Then I made a wish, then I man'd it out

Y'all stood in line, I was standing out

I was landin' in, you was wiping out

I was stealing bases, you was striking out

I earned my spot, they hyped you out

They liked your look, then they typed you out

They didn't put you on, they psyched you out

They didn't mic you up, you just got Tyson'd out

So take this home with you

I'll probably sock you out before I do a song with you

I've been killin' shit since "This Where I Belong" with you

And I wrote this on the long way with you

So take this home with you

I know sometimes I make you cry

But I belong with you

And not speakin's the only way I get along with you

And I wrote this on the long way home with you

I do appreciate y'all stopping by tonight

Everything's going good as you can see

As I reach my final destination

I just wanted to

("You know" [repeated x16])

You know, provide y'all a little inspiration

Leimert park is the perfect location

Yeah

And I go by the name Dom Kennedy

Gone