Where I'm From

I need a ticket back home

Wherever I'm from

I feel the sun burning

The cold is gone

The cold is gone and the world moves on

How you feel when you wake up and put yo' eyes on the phone

I get the beep and a tone, it's the duty that's calling

I wish I wouldn't have to answer but it's nOva that's dialling

Hit the city moving, I got no money in my pockets

Only half a pack of cigarettes but that shit won't even last me

My back hurts, my head hurts and I'm raspy