House Keys E L U C I D

But it's mines
But it's mines (all mine)
But it's mines
But it's mines (all mine)
But it's mines
But it's mines (all mine)
But it's mines
But it's mines

They call me 'Tennessee' around the way
Like I'm a tourist in my own city
I've been a stranger to home, resident alien
Love don't live here no more, return to sender
By the window
Compose flows with the tip to engine, urgent
If I don't make it through the winter on my block
Dope boy serve fiends in flip-flops, coming up short
Kick rocks
This bitch nod like polite guests
Slight flex
Too hype? Yes
Sliced mango in between the lines
Tangle with the god
Who Will Survive in America?
In America
Uh
Mice in the wall
Frost in the window
Another day another swindle
Dead eyes on the ave, I'm just gliding where the wind blow
Glowing up, you can't snuff the light
Ring twice if you really need me
She came through a kiwi, I brewed some tea leaves, uh
Physical Graffiti for that ass, believe me
I'm way out in the East, there ain't no comin' by freebies
Three kings stamped on the bundle
Sometimes it's like 'fuck being humble, counterbalance'
I bought a penthouse in Grace Towers
And a pet mongoose, cobra snakes waiting outside the lobby