Home Aint Where It Hurts

Lyrics

[Intro] What's your name funny guy? I'm Zayne You're Zayne? Why don't you step out of my line, Zayne? [Chorus] Home ain't where it hurts, fast forward can't reverse Me and my partners riding Germans, back to back with Mercs She too fly walking around lonely I had to bag the bird I keep a tight grip on the bag I ain't ever going back to dirt [Verse: 1] I don't eat where I shit, I don't meet where I miss Out here risking your lisp Take her with a tip, break her with a limp Kill her dressed in pink, I'm black boy magic in 3-D take it off a trip No hoe touch my scar, I don't argue my attacks to drum You can come to the pitch with a stick, still can't match with the Lance I dare you disturb me, I'm trying to get rich Move from man it's a cap, move from man it's a wrap Cash on the hill with a Jill and a Jack Me and Big Z going back to back [Chorus] Home ain't where it hurts, fast forward can't reverse Me and my partners riding Germans, back to back with Mercs She too fly walking around lonely I had to bag the bird I keep a tight grip on the bag I ain't ever going back to dirt [Verse 2] Two-piece, Three-piece, Five-piece Guaranteed dime piece, watch what your type is, tryna' track me and find me Eenie-miney-mo ice, a lot of ice in my Styrofoam Put the P in 'Price' all the way up so it can't go Geronimo Put the E in 'Heist' get in there like snakes and eat that money first [Chorus] Home ain't where it hurts, fast forward can't reverse Me and my partners riding Germans, back to back with Mercs She too fly walking around lonely I had to back the bird I keep a tight grip on the bag I ain't ever going back to dirt