ETA

Lyrics

[Intro: brandUn DeShay] BrandUn DeShay, Super 3, let's go [Verse 1: brandUn DeShay] This is my life, all that I own Worked so hard to get to the top just to call this my home Let it fall on its own Inside of my hands And I'm doing this all alone, but a lot of them can't I don't got a big fam, shit that I have to withstand crazy But I won't let this shit phase me I will be damned if I don't exist, I came way too far Just the thought of leaving it all would be way too hard to bear Keeping in mind I was made for this I mean, you rapping this good, you should get paid for this I'm only making sense, give me a breaking fence All of this good praise that I'm getting is clouding my vision Rocking the shows to the house parties, [?] in the kitchen I mean, is it me or these niggas getting loud with they vision? Now, I don't know how I could listen, I ain't too big for the rumors Or maybe it's that I'm too damn big to pay attention to them What you doin'? [Chorus: brandUn DeShay] It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound One, two, three, then go and I'll be home It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound One, two, three, then go and I'll be home It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound One, two, three, then go and I'll be home It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound One, two, three, then go and I'll be home [Verse 2: brandUn DeShay] Uh, I do this for the oohs, the ahs, the ooh-la-las For the hip-hip-hurrahs and the oh-my-Gods For all of those who knows most of my songs by heart For all of those who don't know who I are I is brandUn DeShay from Chi-Town's west, Chi-Town's best I took a number, Chi-Town's next Kanye is on deck, but DeShay at the steps It's about time this fly boy try leaving his nest I'm so ambitious, I think my wings 'bout to grow wings With no pen and no paper, they call that going green If you ain't getting no paper, that ain't called going green 'Cause if your pockets ain't fat, we call that going lean I'm mean, for when the kids used to heat up my glasses Niggas laughed at me, bitches treated me nasty Talking 'bout my car when these niggas sitting in the backseat Now I'm what they [?], exchanging heat in the backseat, holla, uh [Chorus] It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound One, two, three, then go and I'll be home It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound One, two, three, then go and I'll be home It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound One, two, three, then go and I'll be home It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound One, two, three, then go and I'll be home