| My ni*ga, I’ve been down for a minute
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| And I’ve been tryna make my way home
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| You know I’ve been down for a minute
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| My way home, my way home
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| You know I’ve been down for a minute
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| And I’ve been tryna make my way home
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| You know I’ve been down for a minute
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| My way home, my way home
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| I’ve been rollin' with 'em hitters
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| And I done got way, way, way strong
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| And nig*as wanna rob me, she wanna rob me
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| But I be on my way home
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| And I be ridin' wit her, I rhyme wit her
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| I take her where homie can’t go
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| And I be state to state wit her, stay wit her
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| And nig*as actin' like they don’t know
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| But baby watchin' all that sh*t though
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| When you get the fame, that’s how things goes
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| And everybody talk that talk though
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| But when the money talks, we can talk more
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| You know I’ve been down for a minute
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| And I’ve been tryna make my way home
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| You know I’ve been down for a minute
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| My way home, my way home
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| I’ve been down with 'em hitters
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| And I done got way, way, way strong
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| And nig*as wanna rob you, she wanna rob you
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| But I be on my way home
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| You know I be on the map and I be on an app
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| I swear to god I’m all of that, I’m on to you
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| And what you want, I ain’t comin' back, I ain’t comin' back
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| I swear to god I’m ain’t comin' back, don’t wait for you
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| You know it’s all love, heart attack, heart attack
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| I told the money where my heart at, no comin' back
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| And nig*as take that money though
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| Nig*as take that money though (I know I did)
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| And now I’m formed with no assist
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| Spend the gain with my main b*tch
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| Comin' down in that lane switch
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| Stuntin' now on these lame nig*as
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| What the fuck ya name is, don’t care what ya name is
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| And I be on a same Glock with the same Glock
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| I ain’t the same now, I ain’t the same now and she know
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| You know I’ve been down for a minute
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| And I’ve been tryna make my way home
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| You know I’ve been down for a minute
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| My way home, my way home
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| I’ve been rollin' with 'em hitters
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| And I done got way, way, way strong
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| And ni*gas wanna rob me, she wanna rob me
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| But I be on my way home
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| And I be, goddamn, almost everyday
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| Not a faint on me now when you fade away
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| Tell me, is you down from him, you down from me
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| I don’t trust that, I’m over that, I’m done with that
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| I’m like f*ck that, I love you and f*ck that, I need you
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| I took you 'round the globe and back
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| Matter fact, to Rome and back, I can tell you need that
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| Cause baby, you’ve been down for a minute
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| And you’ve been tryna make your way home
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| Baby, you’ve been down for a minute
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| Your way home, your way home
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| You’ve been rollin' with 'em hitters
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| And you done got way, way, way strong
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| And now they wanna rob you, she wanna rob me
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| But we be on our way home
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| Whenever you get lost
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| Just remember I will always be there to guide you
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| Listen to the sound of my voice
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| My love will always be your light
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| Darkness will always follow the brightest star
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| Our dreams are what make who we are
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| The world’s yours, Tyga |