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letra de going home - kelechi

i left my friends in atlanta
i left my lens in atlanta
i left my sense in atlanta
i miss my home
i left my fam in atlanta
i left my fans in atlanta
left all i am in atlanta
i’m going home

i been smoking me a lotta cali trees
i feel that hollywood sh-t coming outta me
i just want some real in this reality
i just want some southern hospitality
i wanna be a person, not a personality
don’t wanna second guess what n-ggas wanting outta me
ain’t tryna prove myself to anyone who doubted me
don’t want no in and out, i’ll take about a pound go wings tho
i don’t wanna meet with no more labels
tell’em pull up to the city if they really wanna sign, yeah
i ain’t wakin’ n-ggas who been sleepin’
if you frontin’ on me, then you gone be left behind, yeah
you lookin’ but i ain’t too hard to find, no
my circle smaller than 285, yeah
i’m feeling like ray, man
my eyes behind ray bans
i’m singing ga on my mind, yeah
dear lord, let it rain one time
let it wash away the pain one time, i said
i just wanna see the skies gray one time
gettin’ tired of the same sunshine, i said
who’d have thought i’d ever pray for bad ass weather
even moses had to make it through a dry ass desert
i bet every n-gga trash is some fly ass treasure somewhere
i left my friends in atlanta
i left my lens in atlanta
i left my sense in atlanta
i miss my home
i left my fam in atlanta
i left my fans in atlanta
left all i am in atlanta
i’m going home

i left my friends in atlanta
i left my lens in atlanta
i left my sense in atlanta
i miss my home
i left my fam in atlanta
i left my fans in atlanta
left all i am in atlanta
i’m going home

[spoken]
i’m tired of white girls doing coke in the bathroom
i’m tired of people being late to meetings
i’m tired of empty compliments
i’m tired of “following up” and “circling back”
i’m tired of people being mean because they don’t know who i am
i’m tired of people being fake nice because they don’t know who i might be
i’m tired of the same f-cking weather every day
i’m tired of explaining my sound
i’m tired of feeling like people are tryna sell me on sh-t
i’m tired of people doing coke in the bathroom
i’m tired of…
i’m tired of having to sell my sh-t
i’m tired of thinking about myself all the time
i’m tired of missing calls
i’m tired of tinder
i’m tired of the 3 hr time difference
i’m tired of reading about my ex’s love life on tumblr
i’m tired of parties
i’m tired of alcohol
i’m tired of offices
i’m tired of not being able to beat my d-ck when i feel like it
i’m tired of not being rich
i’m tired of not having the respect i deserve
i’m tired of making these mixtapes
i’m tired of rapping so f-cking well
i’m tired of feeling like i’m constantly t–tering on the edge of an existential crisis
i’m tired of white people being surprised i’m a g*nius
and i’m tired of being a g*nius
i’m tired of los angeles and i’m here for one more week

- kelechi

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