Homesick

Hey look
I had a little feeling
When I got here

I was thinking
I was missing
When I got here

And now I'm missing
What I'm thinking
When I'm not here

And if I really gotta say
Its been a long year

And if I really gotta say
It's been a tough one

I had to learn a little
Work a little
But once

But once I had it all together
In construction

I could avoid
What one would know as a disruption

I miss him when he's listening, and I
I know he's listening with reason and I
I had a little feeling
When I got here

I been feeling way too much
No nothings better than your touch
Baby please don't laugh or judge
I'm homesick all around I'm flushed

Way too much, way too much, way
Staying up all night and day
I been feeling way too much
I'm homesick all around I'm flushed

Had to work a little
Learn a little
Keep away
From in the middle
Try to keep on
Being civil
Work on solving
All these riddles

Nothing in my cup
But I'm staying up
Wanna, gotta
Keep him by my side
But he ain't enough
Thought about him way too
Way too much
But he's always cuffed
On and on and
On and on and

I think the plot is thickening I
I know I gotta stop giggling I

I been feeling way too much
No nothing's better than your touch
Baby please don't laugh or judge
I'm homesick all around I'm flushed

Way too much, way too much, way
Staying up all night and day
I been feeling way too much
I'm homesick all around I'm flushed

I ain't trippin, and I
Gotta keep it dripping, and I
Feel bad for dipping, and I
Keep myself from slipping and I

I ain't trippin, and I
Gotta keep it dripping, and I
Feel bad for dipping, and I
Keep myself from slipping and I

Still got my brothers
And I always got my mother
And I know we'll be okay
Because we better with each other

Still got my brothers
And I always got my mother
And I know we'll be okay
Because we better with each other

I been feeling

Way too much
Way too much way
Don’t tell me
What I can't say

Just tryna
Have a good day
I'll be like b
I'm gon slay

Keep it on the low
I can't freestyle
That's fo sho
Keep ya names
Up in my book cuz
I got bitches on death row
Couple years
Won't go by slow
I'll be shifting
Through this dough
Keep an eye
Up on that burn
I know you bitches need aloe
Y’all can’t keep up
With the flow
I got way
Too much ammo
U can say u heard my shit
But that’s a thousand years ago

U can’t keep up
I can’t keep up
Turn the speed up
Don’t just creep up
Got my sisters
Ain't no misters
And we chillin
With our feet up

I'll stay in
I’m alright
You can come in
I don’t bite
I just kill it
I talk real shit
And thats something
They don’t like