um hi we ll do two iced lattes to go please baby couches and photo futons mama s cooking i swear with the biggest coupons way too many flights i m afraid to track all the mileage outta oakland hopin eventually she don t ask me to break the silence truth is it s been months since i ve seen my family no way around it i ve been praying for peace of mind and the way i found it missed calls keep piling i got a budget that s 7 grand if i plan to balance the lifestyle of an artist caught in the in between just enough to get you close for you to taste your dreams you wake up early in someone s house that you met over twitter replies and mutual friends in los angeles all i hear is stories and fairy tales about rappers that s supposed to blow up and on the rise the closest point is it s hard to shift through the truth and lies opinions coming from niggas who barely get the picture shit i sit and wonder like what would i done if i stayed in miami and never signed a vision there took care of my family label me as conservations too many keep in touch and we ll see what happens shit by that time i could give two fucks about what they asking only a couple niggas goin platinum i ve been traveling way too much to be out of action but i can t end up like so and so or what s his name who had that one song i m still refusing to play that game shit fuck it i d rather pave a newer lane back and forth with myself about doing newer things a long way from the days with dino in san diego a mere mark couldn t praying for the pesos niggas counting on me i can feel the pressure but i m still inspired never did i need a lecture realities of a life of pain that will always get to ya you haven t seen your family in a while you ve been out here like playing a rapper a little too long you know you know i love you and we ll find time to see each other but i think it s time to go back home