House Keys

Lyrics

But it's mines But it's mines (all mine) But it's mines But it's mines (all mine) But it's mines But it's mines (all mine) But it's mines But it's mines They call me 'Tennessee' around the way Like I'm a tourist in my own city I've been a stranger to home, resident alien Love don't live here no more, return to sender By the window Compose flows with the tip to engine, urgent If I don't make it through the winter on my block Dope boy serve fiends in flip-flops, coming up short Kick rocks This bitch nod like polite guests Slight flex Too hype? Yes Sliced mango in between the lines Tangle with the god Who Will Survive in America? In America Uh Mice in the wall Frost in the window Another day another swindle Dead eyes on the ave, I'm just gliding where the wind blow Glowing up, you can't snuff the light Ring twice if you really need me She came through a kiwi, I brewed some tea leaves, uh Physical Graffiti for that ass, believe me I'm way out in the East, there ain't no comin' by freebies Three kings stamped on the bundle Sometimes it's like 'fuck being humble, counterbalance' I bought a penthouse in Grace Towers And a pet mongoose, cobra snakes waiting outside the lobby But it's mines But it's mines (Quit fucking with me) But it's mines But it's mines (all mine) (Can y'all bring that down a block, we got kids out here) But it's mines But it's mines (all mine) As for me and my house (Thank y'all) As for me and my house Spring cleaning Mr. Lean flooring Scrub round from the floorboard Polish indoor jams, as the jams kick out I'm an MC 5 times your greater, get your hate up Born yesterday but he stayed up all night Eyes like red beans and rice, black lit Dead press stashed between the pages I should save it instead of spendin' it like a slave To replace the staircase that groans with age under weight Gimme mines now, I can't stand to wait Stretching eighths My incense is freshly dipped Through the corridor, but no War Report I ain't never called the Lord neither Bald locks, high-top fade and dark Caesar through the years Crack a window, get some air Setting sun to warm the rooms to the rear Coded turth in the boom for the truly unaware It's too easy not to care If I don't shake your hands it's 'cause of these open sores These open- (doors) Keys open- (They uprootin' all of this) But it's mines But it's mines (all mine) But it's mines But it's mines (all mine) (We're just holding on) But it's mines But it's mines (all mine) (We're just holding on) But it's mines But it's mines (all mine) (Gentrification AKA nigga removal services) As for me and my house As for me and my house