Back Home LUCKI

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[Intro]
I gotta hurry up, my phone finna die, so
Uh, ayy, I'ma—
Ayy, listenin' to them lurk

[Verse]
That's like me checking my call log, and the most dodged one
And hear out everything I know, I'm tryna solve 'em
Shorty be at me on the web, I won't get caught up
Just made a Vine and been smoking, got this bitch caught up, ayy
Bitch, I'm in Miami, it feel like I'm back home, ayy
I'm a one-way trip, bitch, you can't go back home, ayy
Got my whole center united, can't go back home, ayy
I can't go back home, ayy
Can't go back home, ayy
I'm like, "Bitch, it's over with," I gotta block her from my mama phone
Told her all my business, she know I'm my father to the bone
Rolling off a hitta', I ate Xan', it made last summer cold
Forgot what made me me, forgot my month, my whole summer gone
Back to school, she ready, get from far from me as possible
Bitch, I go to tour, I'm in your city, that's impossible
Masked up, black thoughts and feelings mental robbers who
Been through this like five times, I still don't know what I'ma do
And I'm still stuck on my last high
Don't think I got the courage to do that again
Fuck the rules, look who raised me, I know how this end
Fuck the rules, look who raised me, I know how this end