Mi Casa

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Plant my seed and live my dream and stay low-key like
 Drama free, they come for me, I pay that fee like
 What you get is what you see, no cap on me like
 Hate on me, I throw that peace sign, how you feel, I do not rely
 Downtown kid I'm a New York nigga with a chip like that
 Gotta move on, let go 'cause you really can't live like that
 Had to cool off, stayed home, so I really don't trip like that
 Weird that's true 'cause it fits like that
 B-side cruise in the whip like oh (woo)
 I don't want nothin' today, I have got nothin' to say
 Don't ask for nothin' today, me and my cup on a bay
 I don't want supper today, don't hear me talkin' that shit
 You tell that man in his face, I am not havin' a fit
 I am just settin' a pace, you only gettin' a taste, yeah (yeah)
 Spring comin' and I love to see it, it's a better day
 Hot summer, get the bread and butter, then I get away
 Leaves fallin' on the lawn, they're ain't nothin' wrong
 Fall turn to winter, winners take it all, wakin' up at dawn
 Just so we can ball, yeah
 You show me love (show me love)
 I show it back (show it back)
 You be upfront (be real)
 I got your back (I got your back)
 I play this song (play this song)
 You like, "Oh this slap" (oh, this slaps)
 Pull up at the crib
 We sippin' palm tree liquor in the back
 And I say
 Yo mi casa es su casa
 Lil' mama (yeah) love me proper
 Yo mi casa es su casa
 No impostors, may you prosper
 Tryna go fishin' 'cause that's somethin' I always wanted to do
 Sit by the river with all of my sisters and fuck with the view
 Crazy how somethin' so special to me, don't mean nothin' to you
 I came from nothin' to here, I don't got nothin' to prove
 I do not fuck with the rules, yeah I am happy I'm gettin' it
 And I ain't never had to change up, I do not listen to rhetoric
 Y'all know that I'm the same one, I swear the sun is my medicine
 I feel like Arnold not Benedict, I got some homies in mansions
 And I got some homies in tenements, there is no one that I'm better than
 Happy we met again, tell me that shit that I said again
 Hopefully I ain't forget it, it's probably the gem that I'm missin'
 To get ahead
 Forget then, I'ma just stay on this road, truckin' through loads
 Over the hoes, passin' my foes, niggas is slow, I
 See me loadin' my little boat, take it out when I'm a little low
 Told my mom I'm a fisherman and she laughed like
 "Go on with your little jokes", new crib shit is dumb cool
 I got free time, I got rum too, I got weedmaps, I got good vibes
 If you need some company then come through, yeah
 You show me love (show me love)
 I show it back (show it back)
 You be upfront (be real)
 I got your back (I got your back)
 I play this song (play this song)
 You like oh this slap (oh, this slaps)
 Pull up at the crib
 We sippin' palm tree liquor in the back
 And I say
 Yo mi casa, es su casa
 Lil' mama (yeah) love me proper
 Yo mi casa, es su casa
 No impostors, may you prosper
 ♪
 "Hey man, who that nigga up on that horse?"
 

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Duration
03:26
Tempo
130 BPM

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