Supreme Cuts & Haleek Maul - Hoverboard lyrics

Haleek Maul [Verse I] The day You'd be crowned man, crest Slightly crooked f**ing vest Looking over size But I'm guessing that's the most of it Steered straight, but often times The road meanders in-to a chick Whose too official til' you get The handle of 'em And only a hand full of 'em Show some type of promise To be honest, all I wanted was some kids And a Honda Civ, I remember six Questions nobody could answer Contemplating life and d**h, and Love and s** Like I had no Plan B, sh** And I love that b**h until this day My toes stay sandy I think I finally landed, though Could say that I'm still angry, but Too much time is invested in it To lay it in remote, so let it go Just like a n***a suppose- Grew up too fast Knew much too fast All I'm tryna do right now to time Is just slow Tryna paint a vivid picture 'fore my Picture's half-full Keep my mind intact Don't be an a**hole Haleek Maul [Hook] In a place where My head is supreme And these dreams that I've got And all that's left of the old me I won't let go That's the sh** that'll hold me Keep me on the ground to Save a n***a from drowning So ima scream til' my lungs blown out Til these shows sold out Til my soul learn to meditate So ima scream til' my lungs blown out Til these shows sold out Just spit my soul Let it resonate Squadda B [Verse II] See I'm like a soldier out in Iraq I'm just tryna go home Make a couple racks Hide that sh** and go home Every time I'm in that lab I grind it out to go home I got n***as without one I know I'm blessed to come home Made it hot around my spot I don't know what went wrong But i know they moved out And we still here in the same home Thinking back when I was young My main dream was to be grown Now I'm hustling on my own And the world is my home n***as ran off with the style They outta give it back and go home But ima hold my own Where i lay my hat gone be my home n***a, Squadda on Like my motherf**ing phone Boy, they calling me, dog I gotta get back home And on my way back, I'll probably jam My own song Blunts to the neck, cause I'm in my own zone I been around the world And ain't no place like home See, we can throw dem hands But ain't no way like Chrome He ain't never gone go home (he ain't never gone go home) We just tryna go home (we just tryna go home) [Hook] Haleek Maul