Intro

Lyrics

[Intro: Rapper Big Pooh] Yeah Guess this the intro [Hook: Rapper Big Pooh] Wa-da-da-de, wa-da-da-da-da-de, hey Wa-da-da-de, wa-da-da-da-da-de (Home Sweet Home) Wa-da-da-de, wa-da-da-da-da-de, hey (Wooooooooo-ooooh!) Wa-da-da-de, wa-da-da-da-da-de [Verse 1: Rapper Big Pooh] My mind is a mental science Put you in check for noncompliance Non-believers, check yourself A year removed, now every month I'm checking health Too many debits, all my credit far from wealth And that's just simply money speaking Left for dead, homie, no beacon Just when I fеlt that l had started peaking Tap the snoozе button, half sleeping Even burned their food before a weekend No puppeteers here Everything you see not exactly as appears At the bar every night and I ain't talking 'bout Cheers I'm tryna reach new heights, so fuck fear With a sick dick, you niggas can't tell me shit about life Almost lost mine, instead I just lost time Reconfigurated God on the way, I think He procrastinated Faith never faded I'll remember every doubter when I make it to the finish line This is halftime, y'all got the speaks? Nottz busy on the beats Weight of the world, flat the arches on my feet Niggas claim to compete I could throw up the leash, shut 'em down, obsolete [Hook: Rapper Big Pooh] Wa-da-da-de, wa-da-da-da-da-de, hey (I guess this the intro) Wa-da-da-de, wa-da-da-da-da-de (Yeah!) Wa-da-da-de, wa-da-da-da-da-de, hey (Rapper!) Wa-da-da-de, wa-da-da-da-da-de [Verse 2: Nottz] Naw... this ain't war I wouldn't dare wish that on any nigga, you couldn't handle 'em Stonewall, Superman, niggas I dismantle 'em Kick drum pandemonium cracking your cranium (Your cranium) Keep fucking with this barbarian Watch the barbarian bury 'em In to help, but it's tryna carry 'em Fair warning I'm giving, description is plain We intend to get dough (But we don't play those games) Pump fakin', you lame, yeah, I'm going forward The game big enough for all, stay the fuck out my lane Through all the pain, yet I move forward Since my daddy died, I hold the umbrella for mama when it rains I'm feeling so ashamed, I can't do much more for her Seventeen years in, ain't got shit to show for it So what's a plaque on the wall? It can't cure hunger pains And all left is my word and my balls, that's all [Hook: Rapper Big Pooh (Nottz)] Wa-da-da-de, wa-da-da-da-da-de, hey Wa-da-da-de, wa-da-da-da-da-de (Yeah! Home Sweet Home!) Wa-da-da-de, wa-da-da-da-da-de, hey Wa-da-da-de, wa-da-da-da-da-de