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baby money - long way home lyrics

[intro]
the same n+gga give out work used to take the orders
i get these b+tches for so cheap, i’ll take the jordan
i took the long way home, but it made me more
i was on the bench so long, it made me score

[verse 1]
n+ggas keep callin’ my phone, but don’t cop nothin’
i put them youngins in the field like it was pop warner
ayy, slap a hundred in the k, i think an opp comin’
these n+ggas screamin’ out they shooters, but ain’t drop nothin’
tell her f+ck drivin’ the boat, drive this yachtmaster
drivin’ the benz like a rental, you better not crash it
too many n+ggas coppin’ rollies, so we cop pateks
you ain’t up a quarter ticket, n+gga, stop laughin’
she ain’t loyal as you think, n+gga, stop braggin’
runnin’ the field like it’s a game, call me john madden
a half a ticket in all blues what i find attractive
if you split it with your crew, i bet you buy it faster
[chorus]
some n+ggas made for the field, some made for the porch
some n+ggas made for a lam’, some made for a porsche
they ain’t wanna give it to me, i made me a torch
i jumped right up in the game and made me a quarter
the same n+gga give out work used to take the orders
i get these b+tches for so cheap, i’ll take the jordan
i took the long way home, but it made me more
i was on the bench so long, it made me score

[verse 2]
a big dog, i ain’t sh+t, put chanely on your b+tch
avalanche on my wrist, el jefe, b+tch, i’m the realest
why the f+ck you go and buy a whole car without a ceiling?
ain’t no lookin’ over shoulders, best bet is just to k!ll ’em
pick up bags from everywhere, i just drove through sacramento
if you want your box untouched, b+tch, make sure you vacuum seal ’em
from the d, you take your garbage out, you better pack a pistol
when you touch your first ten, n+ggas say you actin’ different
n+gga, i be fast whippin’, glocks got flags with ’em
opps got frags, hit ’em, ain’t k!ll ’em, n+ggas, we hit ’em
we ain’t send ’em to the church, then we send ’em to the ‘spital
two hundred bricks of dog on us, yeah, we sent ’em with a kennel

[chorus]
some n+ggas made for the field, some made for the porch
some n+ggas made for a lam’, some made for a porsche
they ain’t wanna give it to me, i made me a torch
i jumped right up in the game and made me a quarter
the same n+gga give out work used to take the orders
i get these b+tches for so cheap, i’ll take the jordan
i took the long way home, but it made me more
i was on the bench so long, it made me score

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