H.O.M.E.

Hey you, man in the mirror

Livin' for love and the music, shoes, clothes, and the women

You know the usual

Might do a shroom, I'm in love with the losers

The industry a joke, I guess that's why I feel so bamboozled

When it comes to the money, you've been making too much

Comes to the honeys, you've been pimping too much

Speaking of your friends, faking too much

But all I wanna know-ow

Is why they hating on me, hating on me

All I wanna know is why they hating on me

Hating on me, hating on me

All I wanna know-ow

To these hoes, I ain't focused

To these niggas I'm the coldest

Since had his ass out, since was open

I'm a old school Atlanta nigga, golds and the Forces

Trapped in this world nigga, by goals and misfortunes

My momma ain't rich, what the fuck you think?

(What the fuck you think?)

That I'm a just stop because the shit you're sayin'?

(Shit you're sayin')

Oh that I'm a just stop because these niggas hatin'?

(I'd rather die a real nigga than to live a fake

I'd rather die a real nigga than to live a fake)

I'd rather die a real nigga than to live a fake

I can't let these fuck niggas get the best of me

How I deal with the hate, how I stay at peace that's what they wondering, is what they asking

Smile in the face, with a bird in your pocket, that's the recipe

Ballin', I've been playing these fools

And I'm a keep doing what I do

Is it cause they stallin'?

They've been looking at the news, tryna see if they can find you

Must have heard I'm the newness, bringing bitches through this

Bringing then motherfuck the girl

Is it cause I'm in the city boomin' but I'm livin' on the south side

Hidin' things, pullin' up, right here smokin' outside

Mr. International, the city towns we run about

Ban me from the studios? We still make hits at Sonny house

[Hook - I Love Makonnen]