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[Intro] Gotta find my way back home I've been away too long Gotta find my way back home I'm moving... (Uh) [Verse 1: A$AP Rocky] War Lord, we all Lords, but we your Lords Tryna find home, next stop is the Waldorf Past the racism and fake-ism Type of hate that make you feel worse than a rape victim Raw dogs, you other niggas mad soft, mad I rap my ass off They throwin' mad salt 'til I go bath salt On wax, spitting heat to melt the wax off I'm Mr. Miyagi in Issey Miyake Asshole flow, fuck name brands, past logos Now I'm onto grand raps, hands so low, uh It's like my fashion style is the life saver Guess she wasn't satisfied with titties that Christ gave her Bragging that her new ass shots is a life changer Head is so good on that girl that I might pay her, or nah Super laid back cat, opposite of fat black, Al Capone Tell 'em lil' niggas Flacko home [Chorus: Acyde] Gotta find my way back home I've been away too long Gotta find my way back home I've been away too long Gotta find my way back home I've been away too long Gotta find my way back home I've been away too long [Verse 2: A$AP Rocky] Uh, Father, Lord forgive me as I load up the semi Roll through the city, that chose to resent me Hold it, don't load it, reload it on plenty Any foe or a [beep] that ever voted against me, dissed me Pissed me off then tried to hold it against me Or wish we off the worst of luck that ever hated Never hesitated, the designated, all of the wrong that they did me Is stored in my memory all of the thoughts that I thought of Means more for my enemies Sippin' holy water like it's bore from my kidneys Load the smoke like a chimney, make a toast for the memories Make a toast for the Henny, it's the best for the remedies Energy, synergy, frienemies, industries Finna get advantage on him and his nemesis, bitches been sniffing (Flacko Jodye Season) If I, if I ain't the greatest, bitch I'm one of 'em How in the fuck could you front on 'em? My old ho beefin', my ex won't be friends Bronson told me not to eat ham, rest in peace Yams (Rest in peace, Yams) [Chorus: Acyde] Gotta find my way back home I've been away too long Gotta find my way back home I've been away too long Gotta find my way back home I've been away too long Gotta find my way back home I've been away too long [Break: A$AP Rocky] Rest in peace Yams, RIP A$AP Yamborghini We gon' take it uptown one time We gon' take em back home, show 'em how we do They call me Pretty Flacko ladies and gentlemen I'd like to introduce Pretty Flacko Senior Yasiin Bey [Verse 3: Yasiin Bey] Magnum spectacular, black man megalas Shine amethyst, fly champion, it's like that again What's happenin'? Mathematics master blin' Flacko season, all day, erryday Ask me how it's going, I tell 'em on and on and on and on and You led me out to Arizona, steady flowin', stayin' golden Sand cover, ready rover, Flacko glowin' in that Owens That's how it's going (Gotta find my way back home) Huh, awareness to the areas, familiar with the routes Travellin' man, moving through places Space and time, in a country called Earth [Outro: A$AP Yams] You know what I mean? These tacky-ass mo'fuckers be in the pictures Wearing all types of motherfuckin' red and green stripes Over accessorizing out this motherfucker We from Harlem, we gave y'all motherfuckers this wave Grab y'all surfboards, 'cause y'all got your boogie boards right now out this motherfucker Y'all just gon' keep watching us at the beach shore With your motherfuckin' khakis rolled up With your chancletas in your hand And we just gon' keep surfing on this motherfucker Straight up It's your boy, A$AP Yams, Yamborghini Yo, Rock, man, let these motherfuckers know what it is Out this motherfucker, A$AP, bitch