A$AP Rocky, Acyde, Yasiin Bey - Back Home lyrics

Gotta find my way back home
I've been away too long
Gotta find my way back home i'm moving

War Lords, we all Lords, but we your Lords
Tryna find home, next stop is the Waldorf
Past the racism and fake-ism
Type of hate that make you feel
Worse than a rape victim
Raw dogs, you other niggas mad soft
Mad I rap my ass off
They throwin' mad salt 'til I go bath salt
On wax, spitting heat to melt the wax off
I'm Mr miyagi in Issey Miyake
Asshole flow, fuck name brands, past logos
Now I'm onto grand raps, hands so low, uh
It's like my fashion style is the life saver
Guess she wasn't satisfied with titties
That Christ gave her
Bragging that her new ass shots
Is a life changer
Head is so good on that girl
That I might pay her, or nah
Super laid back cat, opposite of fat black
Al Capone tell them lil' niggas Flacko home

Gotta find my way back home
I've been away too long
Gotta find my way back home
I've been away too long
Gotta find my way back home
I've been away too long
Gotta find my way back home
I've been away too long

Uhh, Father
Lord forgive me as I load up the semi
Roll through the city
That chose to resent me
Hold it, don't load it, reload it on plenty

Pissed me off then tried to
Hold it against me or wish we off the worst
Of luck that ever hated
Never hesitated, the designated
All of the wrong that they did me
Is stored in my memory all of
The thoughts that I thought of
Means more for my enemies
Sippin' holy water like it's
Bore from my kidneys
Load the smoke like a chimney
Make a toast for the memories
Make a toast for the Henny
It's the best for the remedies
Energy, synergy, frienemies, industries
Finna get advantage on him and his nemesis
Bitches been sniffing (Flacko Jodye Season)
If I, if I ain't the greatest
Bitch I'm one of em
How in the fuck could you front on 'em?
My old ho beefing, my ex won't be friends
Bronson told me not to eat ham
Rest in peace Yams

Gotta find my way back home
I've been away too long
Gotta find my way back home
I've been away too long
Gotta find my way back home
I've been away too long
Gotta find my way back home
I've been away too long

Rest in peace Yams, RIP A$AP Yamborghini
We gon' take it uptown one time
We gon' take em back home, show 'em how we do
They call me Pretty Flacko
Ladies and gentlemen
I'd like to introduce Pretty Flacko Sr
Yasiin Bey

Magnum spectacular, black man megalas
Shine amethyst, fly champion
It's like that again
What's happening? Mathematics master blin'
Flacko season, all day, erryday
Ask me how it's going
I tell 'em on and on and on and on and
You led me out to Arizona, steady flowing
Staying golden sand cover, ready rover
Flacko glowing in that Owens
That's how it's going
(Gotta find my way back home)
Huh, awareness to the areas
Familiar with the routes
Travellin' man, moving through places
Space and time, in a country called Earth
Nah'mean? These tacky ass muh'fuckers
Be in the pictures
Wearing all types of motherfuckin'
Red and green stripes
Over accessorizing out this motherfucker
We from Harlem
We gave y'all motherfuckers this wave
Grab y'all surfboards
Cause y'all got your boogie boards
Right now out this motherfucker
Y'all just gon' keep watching us
At the beach shore
With your motherfuckin' khakis rolled up
With your chancletas in your hand
And we just gon' keep
Surfing on this motherfucker
Straight up! It's ya' boy, A$AP Yams
Yamborghini yo Rock man
Let these motherfuckers know what it is
Out this motherfucker, A$AP, bitch!