XV, Machine Gun Kelly - Finally Home lyrics

Look at where we at, look at where we been
Look at every place we roamed
Don’t know where you at
I’m all over the map but right now
We finally home are we there yet? Hell yeah
Are we there yet? Hell yeah
Are we there yet? Hell yeah, okay cool
We finally home

Okay I’m back on my BI
Aw so plug in your two DI’s
Lets take these niggas where I reside
The W-IC-H is I
The greatest from my sis-side
The truest, you deny, than who is
Down to blow like a match to a bomb
I set fire to the web, Matchcom, we going up
You coming?
Better grab my arm to the place I ran
I’m the black Saddam
No wonder these bad bitches wanna hang
On a niggas’ ass like the bitches on my jeans
Riches on sag and my fitted on lean
Another album in the can
Doing what you niggas can’t
Setting flames around here like So Glow
Played the game
Say yes to a city that they don’t know
Right next to KC like
JoJo, you phone everybody
Says tell ‘em I am home bro

Look at where we at, look at where we been
Look at every place we roamed
Don’t know where you at
I’m all over the map but right now
We finally home are we there yet? Hell yeah
Are we there yet? Hell yeah
Are we there yet? Hell yeah, okay cool
We finally home
Car service on it's way to me
Brand new jeans with all room keys
We home but where haven’t we been? Tell
Shawty to get lost or get in
For the win, been gone for so damn long
Passports and a carry on trying to be home
Where haven’t we been? Tell shawty to
Get lost or get in

Even Christ isn’t passsionate as I am
Bel to the air, Fresh Prince Will-IAm
What you see, look at me from the sky cam?
A couple girls named Mary and a Tri-Lam
Every since I got my deal
I feel high as a necrophobiac’s light bill
Sleep on me like night quilts and
I'mma get out my dreams
Without Ye or a Nyquil
Now open up your pupils for your mentors
I’m coming for your soul like Dementors
With the hood on my back like the Sith Lords
Made it on top of my foes like fifth floor
Now stand up like a judge
When you know the ending
‘Cause my Rockets come home
Like Toyota center
The hottest loser and the coldest winner
Turn the street lights on
I’ll be home for dinner


Kells! Say goodbye to the street lights
Bye to the I can’t eat nights
So hello to new countries and new languages
I can’t speak right
Falling out the sky like cheap kites
And now I’m in that um
I’m don’t know, I'm bad with cars
But my backseat got some
Of the baddest broads
And up front, I got my fam with me
Cleveland with me
Two L’s and Cool J like Def Jam’s with me
I’ve been all around the world and back
Now I play all around the world with Shaq
One touch of this blunt right, here
Pushed the curtains back
Feel like Aladdin with this Persian mat
Blow O’s with XV head to the coast to jet
Ski and anywhere I go, my set be
EST tattooed right above my chest P
Respect me or skate like Gretzky