Composer : Willem Ardui
Lyricist : Willem Ardui/Jean Atohoun/Caleb Parker
When will I be living again?
When will I be home? (Yeah)
When will I be living again? (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
Should I be rolling this up?
Should there be ice in this cup?
Should my girl know me this well?
Should I be writing this drunk?
Level me out with this weed
**** on her good then she leave
Do not disturb on my phone
Cut music on and repeat
Say that I think on myself too much
You know millenials don't give ****s
Baby boomers not as **** as us
Left us for dead like: you broke, good luck!
So willem say give 'em a triplet
Give us a budget we triple it
If you tripping off the shit I said
You *****s sensitive
Live for myself **** opinions
Could learn a lot from this shit we live
I know one day they gone come for me
Pull up and wreck trying to take my chain
I'ma do them just like X you see
Fight to the death cause there's death in me
For real, yaw *****s scared
Yaw *****s follow so yaw *****s dead
You just accept your faith
Following orders cause thinking too much for your head
And they tell me to my face I'm the crazy one
But I was told to give your all until your days are done
Yeah it's work but work ain't never hurt nobody
Word to “jo” you gotta trust the process
Like waking up and going jogging
Doing push ups while you chilling smoking one
When will I be living again?
When will I be home?
When will I be living again?
When will I be living again?
When will I be home?
When will I be living again?
(Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Sometimes I'm god as if charlamagne
Hit all the notes I can hardly sing
Success, the fame, my novocaine
The world in my hands when you call my name
My mind outta place and my thoughts? (Ayy) Berkley telegraph ave (Ayy)
Way outta range, feel like a stranger
Out of the safe zone, probably in danger
Shit
Cause I got caught up in the moment
Sort of lost the reason, the reason why I'm toastin
And I know it probably is but, it don't feel important, no
Regardless where I went or go, I been gettin'
Amused by my muse, kissed on my boots
Praised by the news when revealing my blues
Everything good, everything good
Get drowned in the juice if I'm not in the mood
Everything good, if that's what you choose
And I chose ye I chose, I rose, got the views
Enjoyed it a minuted then I lit the fuse
Of the fireworks, everybody confused
Cause they don't get it and I don't either
But nobody care once I turn up the speaker, they ****
Fill up the freezer, they slide
Seize it like Caesar and now they got fright
I'm sorry, not as intended, take what you want just don't get arrested
As long as we champs by the end of the season
You can spend all to my name once i’m leaving
Peace
When will I be living again?
When will I be home?
When will I be living again?
When will I be living again?
When will I be home?
When will I be living again?
Will this path ever lead me home?
Will this path ever lead me home?
Will this path ever lead me home?
Will this path ever lead me home?
Will this path ever lead me home?
