One Last Thing

Everybody wanna ask where I came from

Young kid who bang drums

Money, don't you worry, I'ma make some

Somebody changing the world, it only takes one

Never scared of death, but I ain't ready for that day to come

A million people in the world, I don't hate one

Even them dummies robbing people with some fake guns

Make mistakes, young boy, that's just what I heard

And you don't ever figure out what you don't want at first

I got another verse, invincible and nothing hurts

A hundred words coming up, but what'll have your bubble burst?

We can just fuck, you don't need to take my number first

Getting right to it, I ain't really tryna cuddle first

I used to try everything with her, but nothing worked

Got it backwards like she heard the thunder first

These are the days of our lives, and I ain't lying, kid

Being free, tell me what kinda crime that is

It's etiquette, let me spit a couple sentences

Always good penmanship, make sure you all remember this

You just entered into Blue Slide Park

The place where dreams coming true, that's where you find heart

Up until the sun come up, yeah, my crew grind hard

See me out throughout the day, but you won't find me in the dark

Say I'm smart with remarks, such remarkable bars

Who knew this music would get me a couple cars

That just sitting parked 'cause I'm out somewhere traveling

Macking on the preschool honeys, you were somewhere tattling

Mac has been known to always spaz again

Every single track with him, oh, he's just so talented

Dream of counting money till my fingers get some callouses

King with many palaces, a fucking golden fork to eat my salad with

I observe, ask him, what did he design?

I see an artificial future for a digital mind

Muhammad Ali, yeah, I'm him in his prime

Just that normal kid in class you were sitting behind

Didn't really pay attention to him spitting his rhymes

But now you see his car, try getting inside, no

Hell, no

I wanna go back home

Keep it, hold up

Late night, can't remember what the day's like

Reminiscing on stop signs and brake lights

'Cause it seems that I'm always on the move, move, move

When they gonna let me back home? Yeah

I wanna go back home

I wanna go back home