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Home Grown My Friends Suck

I feel estranged from all my friends. I feel a disconnection, I guess I don't need them. When they're around, they'll criticize... About my happiness,

I feel estranged from all my friends. I feel a disconnection, I guess I don't need them. When they're around, they'll criticize... About my happiness

in my clothes chain on my neck, rocks up on my wrist dirt up in my piss, gotta partna named Chris movin keys, lemme chop em down in my safe I gotta key

why I got two court dates Grown nigga like me let his thing blaze for that I was raised in the Stat', that's my word I pluck something if you fuck with my bat And my

the car, outside, everywhere Yo yo yo All my strip club honeys is we fuckin' or what? All my eat-pill honeys is we fuckin' or what? All my hood rat

near Gary My father before me, I helped build this land Now seventy-seven and with God as my witness I earned every dollar that passed through my hands My

my mothafuckin' nigga Yeah, that's my nigga That's my nigga Girl, you my nigga, you my mothafuckin' dog Girl you my dog You are my cutie, my beauty And

your teeth Fucking baby, became a role model after Colorado Now all they do is follow me around and holla, "Bravo" Hell yeah, I punch my bitch and beat my kids in public Suck my

Dream your life away, scheme your life away 'Cause your seeds grow up the same way 'Cause your seeds grow up the same way 'Cause your seeds grow up