The Super D3Shay - ETA lyrics
[The Super D3Shay - ETA lyrics]
BrandUn DeShay, Super 3, let's go
This is my life, all that I own
Worked so hard to get to the top
Just to call this my home
Let it fall on it's own inside of my hands
And I'm doing this all alone
But a lot of them can't
I don't got a big fam
Shit that I have to withstand crazy
But I won't let this shit phase me
I will be damned if I don't exist
I came way too far
Just the thought of leaving it all would
Be way too hard to bear
Keeping in mind I was made for this
I mean, you rapping this good
You should get paid for this
I'm only making sense
Give me a breaking fence
All of this good praise that I'm
Getting is clouding my vision
Rocking the shows to the house parties
In the kitchen i mean
Is it me or these niggas
Getting loud with they vision?
Now, I don't know how I could listen
I ain't too big for the rumors
Or maybe it's that I'm too damn
Big to pay attention to them what you doin'?
It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound
One, two, three, then go and I'll be home
It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound
One, two, three, then go and I'll be home
It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound
One, two, three, then go and I'll be home
It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound
One, two, three, then go and I'll be home
Uh, I do this for the oohs, the ahs
The ooh la las
For the hip-hip hurrahs and the oh-my-Gods
For all of those who knows most
Of my songs by heart
For all of those who don't know who I are
I is brandUn DeShay from Chi Town's west
Chi Town's best
I took a number, Chi Town's next
Kanye is on deck, but DeShay at the steps
It's about time this fly boy
Try leaving his nest i'm so ambitious
I think my wings 'bout to grow wings
With no pen and no paper
They call that going green
If you ain't getting no paper
That ain't called going green
'Cause if your pockets ain't fat
We call that going lean i'm mean
For when the kids used to heat up my glasses
Niggas laughed at me
Bitches treated me nasty
Talking 'bout my car when these
Niggas sitting in the backseat
Now I'm what they exchanging heat
In the backseat, holla, uh
It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound
One, two, three, then go and I'll be home
It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound
One, two, three, then go and I'll be home
It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound
One, two, three, then go and I'll be home
It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound
One, two, three, then go and I'll be home
This is my life, all that I own
Worked so hard to get to the top
Just to call this my home
Let it fall on it's own inside of my hands
And I'm doing this all alone
But a lot of them can't
I don't got a big fam
Shit that I have to withstand crazy
But I won't let this shit phase me
I will be damned if I don't exist
I came way too far
Just the thought of leaving it all would
Be way too hard to bear
Keeping in mind I was made for this
I mean, you rapping this good
You should get paid for this
I'm only making sense
Give me a breaking fence
All of this good praise that I'm
Getting is clouding my vision
Rocking the shows to the house parties
In the kitchen i mean
Is it me or these niggas
Getting loud with they vision?
Now, I don't know how I could listen
I ain't too big for the rumors
Or maybe it's that I'm too damn
Big to pay attention to them what you doin'?
It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound
One, two, three, then go and I'll be home
It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound
One, two, three, then go and I'll be home
It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound
One, two, three, then go and I'll be home
It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound
One, two, three, then go and I'll be home
Uh, I do this for the oohs, the ahs
The ooh la las
For the hip-hip hurrahs and the oh-my-Gods
For all of those who knows most
Of my songs by heart
For all of those who don't know who I are
I is brandUn DeShay from Chi Town's west
Chi Town's best
I took a number, Chi Town's next
Kanye is on deck, but DeShay at the steps
It's about time this fly boy
Try leaving his nest i'm so ambitious
I think my wings 'bout to grow wings
With no pen and no paper
They call that going green
If you ain't getting no paper
That ain't called going green
'Cause if your pockets ain't fat
We call that going lean i'm mean
For when the kids used to heat up my glasses
Niggas laughed at me
Bitches treated me nasty
Talking 'bout my car when these
Niggas sitting in the backseat
Now I'm what they exchanging heat
In the backseat, holla, uh
It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound
One, two, three, then go and I'll be home
It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound
One, two, three, then go and I'll be home
It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound
One, two, three, then go and I'll be home
It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound
One, two, three, then go and I'll be home