Not Coming Home ft. Jack DeNicola & Silk Daddy Lyrics

I been getting no sleep

I been up for two weeks

Day after day I been dealing with these mood swings

I ain't even tripping though

Cus' mama raised a king

Sick of feeling stuck

Yea I had to find my wings

And fly away

From all the bullshit

And take flight

I'm the pilot in this cockpit

Used to doubt the boy

Now they all looking obnoxious

I just fill the void

Yea by counting up these profits

But I don't think I have enough

Yea, so I'ma keep on stacking up

Yea, come thru and then we run amok

I got the Midas touch

Feeling like the chosen one

Elevated state of mind

But these troubles weigh a ton

I been out here on my grind

And you really ain't on none

Ducking all these obstacles

You know that I overcome

Can't be stopped

What you thought this was?

Beauty in the eye of the beholder

Ducking all the leeches and the vultures

The weight of the world on my shoulders

Fighting monsters, stacking dollars

Watch him prosper

No I'm not coming home

In my zone

On my own

Okay

Gotta stand tall

Give my all in this life shit

Cost to be the boss

I'm prepared to pay the prices

Man on the stage

Never bitching when the lights hit

In times of crisis

I tend to turn to vices

Know it hurts to see me be great (does it)

The only real in the sea of fakes (true)

It's like karma served to ya face

They build you up just to see you break

Thoughts of the past tend to keep a nigga stagnant

Hopes of the future keep a nigga from collapsing

David and Goliath slay the mother fucking dragon

Anything I preach

Is all a nigga practice

Yea

Son of the creator, the young god

This sword is my weapon, no en garde

Live my life, different phases

Still amazing

Mistakes were made, bridges burnt

Still wouldn't change it

Beauty in the eye of the beholder

Ducking all the leeches and the vultures

The weight of the world on my shoulders

Fighting monsters, stacking dollars

Watch him prosper

No I'm not coming home

In my zone

On my own