Long Way Home Lyrics

I've been on a long road, a very dark road

I just swerved and crashed the car, so I gotta walk home

Yeah, the devil steady callin' on my fuckin' iPhone

I've been in and out the country, been in different time zones

I've been on and off the drugs, what the fuck do I know

Sometimes I just lose my balance, like I'm on a tightrope

Yeah, I keep on goin' back and it's bad, I know

Yeah, I gotta pack my bags, took the long way home

Cut em off and I've been happy ever since

They hit me up and I'm like, where do I begin

I've been chillin' with the gang and I learned to mind my business

I'm so glad that I'm not fuckin' with those bitches no more

I'll show you the door, and you can let yourself out, don't come back for more

Cause I moved on to better things, the fuck I need you for

I got a lil shawty and she all that I adore

People come and go, tell me something I don't know

I've been out here settin' goals and I'm reachin' them for sure

I've been chillin' with the bros and I'm learnin' to let go

Yeah, I gotta pack my bags and I'm bouta hit the road

I've been on a long road, a very dark road I just swerved and crashed the car, so I gotta walk home

Yeah, the devil steady callin' on my fuckin' iPhone

I've been in and out the country, been in different time zones

I've been on and off the drugs, what the fuck do I know

Sometimes I just lose my balance, like I'm on a tightrope

Yeah, I keep on goin' back and it's bad, I know

Yeah, I gotta pack my bags took the long way home

People go and start to change, just like the seasons

Must be fall the way these bitches keep on leavin'

Goodbye and good riddance, I can let go of my demons

Shut the fuck up and just listen when I'm speakin'

We make it hot like the summertime, money on my mind

Say, what's up, you not one of mine, get shot in your spine

Like, what's up, if you wanna die, grip a number nine

I keep it tucked, how's your day, yeah I said I'm doin' fine

People come and go, tell me somethin' I don't know

I've been out here settin' goals, and I'm reachin' them for sure

I've been chillin' with the bros, and I'm learnin' to let go

Yeah, I gotta pack my bags, and I'm bouta hit the road

I've been on a long road, a very dark road

I just swerved and crashed the car, so I gotta walk home

Yeah, the devil steady callin' on my fuckin' iPhone

I've been in and out the country, been in different time zones

I've been on and off the drugs, what the fuck do I know

Sometimes I just lose my balance, like I'm on a tightrope

Yeah, I keep on goin' back, and it's bad, I know

Yeah, I gotta pack my bags, took the long way home