YUNG LIXO, The Merk - Going Home letra (lyrics)

Don't you miss me now?
Dropped out, still graduated, shit
My life like that, I'm feelin' down
I'm goin' home don't you miss me now?
Dropped out, still graduated, shit
My life like that, I'm feelin' down
I'm goin' home

Seis meses, só mais seis meses
Só mais duas aulas, serei como eles
Vou ganhar diploma, graduado e toma
Idioma é esse, mas não chega em Roma
E eu pareço eles, mas não sigo eles
Tenho exemplos tristes com um
Papel igual esse
E os meus parentеs só querem que еu fique
Faculdade é bênção, but I wanna make it big
Fui pra um trabalho onde ouvi pra caralho
Meu chefe era brabo, I just wanna go
Tentei meus lado' de artista frustrado
Vendia desenho que ninguém comprou
Esse é meu POV desde '09
Eu com microfone, ninguém me escutou
Explica essa, Freud, como é que isso pode?
Eu trabalhando com Polaroid no bolso
Então que se foda, cheguei pro meu chefe
Só peguei meu cash, bem leve, me fui
Vendo uma chance de poder ser grande
Não perdi meu tempo, já corri pra luz
Desde pequeno vivia na média
Chegava da escola fazendo furdúncio
Logo falava: "Rodou toda a sala"
Minha mãe me dizia: "'Cê não é todo mundo"

Don't you miss me now?
Dropped out, still graduated, shit
Don't wait for me, I ain't comin' down
I'm goin' home don't you miss me now?
Dropped out, still graduated, shit
Don't wait for me, I ain't comin' down
I'm goin' home

Detaching from materialistic (Home)
Objects to remain artistic (Home)
Pray to God, I make it far, uh (Home)
While I'm driving with this stick shift
(I'm goin' home)
Washin' dishes, waitin' tables (Home)
Swear to God I'm tired of this shit (Home)
People fussing for an order (Home)
Throwin' tantrums for a soda (I'm goin' home)
Margaritas 'til they throw up (Home)
Really wish I didn't show up (Home)
All these Karens wanna shoot 'em (Home)
Or at least Batista bomb 'em (I'm goin' home)
I can feel my anger brewin' (Home)
Sometimes I just wanna scream (Home)
Quit this job, I wanna leave (Home)
Wanna see a better seen (I'm goin' home)
Rappers waitin' for a co-sign, oh my
That's like beggin' on the roadside, not I
I will get it on my own, I don't lie
Made from the bottom, gotta get my dollars
Used to work a nine to five
And all night, prayin' for a change
And a spotlight, ice up on my neck
Now it's so bright, it's so bright (Prr)
I don't give a fuck what a ho say
Pull up in Impalas, drinkin' rose
Not too long ago, I worked at Subway
Prayed to God, I made it some way
I wanted fame, and hoes from runways
I'm livin' lavish, Monday to Sunday
Ain't going back to workin' all day
Ain't going back to workin' all day

Don't you miss me now?
Dropped out, still graduated, shit
Don't wait for me, I ain't comin' down
I'm goin' home don't you miss me now?
Dropped out, still graduated, shit
Don't wait for me, I ain't comin' down
I'm goin' home