[Intro]
Yo
I've always stuck around but
I wonder when I'll make it home
[Hook (from Dido - Life For Rent)]
I haven't ever really found a place that I call home
I never stick around quite long enough to make it
I apologize that once again I'm not in love
But it's not as if I mind
That your heart ain't exactly breaking
[Gaz the Rapper]
My patience wears thin like stick figures
Blinded by these visions of six figures
Trying to decipher all the lies and the false pipers
A disease like typhus got us calling people
See the seasons changing, my mind goes crazy
I let my eyes close and the memories take me
Days in the neighborhood, make me want to stay for good
If I had a time machine, sometimes I think I would
You see, things are easy when you're younger
Simple things pleasing you never feeling hunger
Family never leaving you, even in your slumber
And you never got to sign in, or remember a number
It's like
When did things get so damn fast
It's like I'm closer to 67 than my own past
Little focus on the grind, and some more on the cash
And you wind up with a battle every time you try to act
[Hook (from Dido - Life For Rent)]
I haven't ever really found a place that I call home
I never stick around quite long enough to make it
I apologize that once again I'm not in love
But it's not as if I mind
That your heart ain't exactly breaking
[Gaz the Rapper]
Now things gone change up, door never stays shut
Momma's been gone awhile, people try to say stuff
Born a kind soul but I had to learn to play tough
Get up on the microphone and show em what you made of
Sit k**ing my liver finding slivers of the lining
And all the thoughts that come to me shiver when they rhyming
They say home is where the heart is
But what about the heartless?
A stones throw is the farthest
A foes blow could be guarded
Well start with that
I been painted with targets
And shot in half
And now I'm caught up in these rhymes with this rock and rap
Trying to save a couple minutes going off the map
Well picture that
A kodak
Allowing me to teleport to places in my mind
Smoking when I'm hella bored
Always on the grind
You don't know what you're livin for
Or what you'll be forgiven for
Until you open up your eyes
[Hook (from Dido - Life For Rent)]
I haven't ever really found a place that I call home
I never stick around quite long enough to make it
I apologize that once again I'm not in love
But it's not as if I mind
That your heart ain't exactly breaking