Home Alone Lyrics

Hello? Yes

RIGHT?

RIGHT?

RIGHT?

RIGHT RIGHT?

RIGHT?

RIGHT?

Might as well take a dip in this bitch real quick

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RIGHT RIGHT?

RIGHT?

RIGHT?

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RIGHT RIGHT?

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Might as well take a dip in this bitch real

Home alone while I’m tokin floatin big apple livin’ no McCauley Culkin right?

Got other rappers all sulkin not soakin’ less we gotta make commotion

Home alone while I’m tokin floatin big apple livin’ no McCauley Culkin right?

Got other rappers all sulkin not soakin’ less we gotta make commotion

Don’t give us no choice bitch that’s right it’s a choice still

Talkin’ shit makin’ noise gets ya noise killed leave ya scared at a standstill

But we all want peace Palm Pact preaches tryna live with relief

Good grief please too you believe in only using your piece

For the peace and that too all goes for police

We all reap what we sow in a life full of sin

All of them deadly nobody wins grin from the reaper leaving lights dim

Symbolic to the people treated like cattle

Just another number to the goddamn raffle

Just another bait in some goddamn tackle

Just another slave in the motherfuckin’ shackles for the one percent

It’s all eye for an eye when livin’ with spite

Can’t turn a blind eye with my intuitive sight

See spite is the paradigm of negativity right

A step towards that direction might just eat you alive or split you in two

Envy is a landslide that ends with a fuse

Only way it could ignite is if you gave it fuel

You let the thought enter your mind till it took all control

Life with spite might just take it’s toll

It’s eye for an eye you know it’s line for a line

By the design of you tryna beat your foes because I’m

Home alone while I’m tokin floatin big apple livin’ no McCauley Culkin right?

Got other rappers all sulkin not soakin’ less we gotta make commotion cause I'm

Home alone while I’m tokin floatin big apple livin’ no McCauley Culkin right?

Got other rappers all sulkin not soakin’ less we gotta make commotion

Home alone while I'm tokin floatin big apple livin' no McCauley Culkin right?

Got other rappers all sulkin not soakin' less we gotta make commotion

Cause that man done came in with the drip aye

Man done came in with the drip whoa

Ain’t no reason to be hatin’ on ‘em

You know Palm Pact be cookin’ up hits aye

Patient we won’t keep you waitin’ on ‘em

Yeah that man done came in with the drip aye

Ain’t no reason to be hatin’ on ‘em

You know Palm Pact be cookin’ up hits aye

Patient we won’t keep you waitin’ on ‘em

Yeah some women be off of da whitey then turn Aphrodite the way they want sex

Look like Kierra Knightly the way they don’t like they all wanna spite me

I wonder what’s next

Right? Opinions are a lot like complaints we all have ‘em but ain’t nobody give a shit

State your business is all that matter the latter is competition and I hope we all make it

For all those hatin’ you barbaric lookin’ like cavemen why even say shit?

Your mental is dampened your mother does wonder what the fuck had happened

Bitch I can’t imagine how fake with the tactics they get

Snakes in the grass got a face with a mask and I wonder if it’s all bullshit

Emitted like a signal in the night sky so simple

As a wise guy floatin’ in a home alone all while he’s tokin’

Big apple livin’ but it gets so livid if the cash isn’t bliss but a path to it

Then I might take a dip in the midst of this bitch real quick

I unlocked the skills to lock in a verse

A locksmith with a lockpick honest at his work

Who’s home alone a blunt to the dome to hold back the woes and just focus floatin