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Revolve

by Home Address

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1.
Supposedly 03:29
Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard? Why these niggas cappin' so hard? Why you got a 12 car garage? Why you pullin' all these rappers cards? Petty nigga pussy and I'm hard I turn that fucking soft into some hard I grew up in the streets without no heart I'm praying to my Glock and my card I sit back and read, like Cat in the hat 21 Savage, the cat with the MAC 21 Savage not Boyz N The Hood but I pull up on you, shoot your ass in the back Stuart Little, heard these niggas some rats Pockets full of cheese, bitch I got racks I'm a real street nigga bitch I am not one of these niggas bangin' on wax Pussy niggas love sneak dissing 'til I pull up on 'em, slap 'em out with the fire Wet your mama's house, wet your grandma's house, keep shootin' until somebody die So many shots the neighbor looked at the calendar, thought it was Fourth of July You was with your friends playing Nintendo, I was playin' 'round with that fire Seventh grade I got caught with a pistol, sent me to Pantherville Eighth grade started playin' football, then I was like fuck the field Ninth grade I was knocking niggas out, nigga like Holyfield Fast forward nigga, 2016 and I'm screaming fuck a deal Bad bitch with me, she so thick, I don't even need a pill I listen to your raps, thought you was hard You ain't even street for real Niggas love sneak dissing on twitter They don't want beef for real And all these niggas play like they tough 'Till a nigga get killed 'Till a nigga get spilled, 'til your blood get spilled I'm a at your favorite rapper, shoot him like I'm John Dill' "I been with you since day one, Savage I ain't even hating" So what's up with all that instagram shit? "Savage I was just playin'" Y'all pussy niggas fakin', bitch I hang around them Haitians Pull up on you, tie your kids up Pistol whip you while your bitch naked "Come on man, Savage you know I always play your mixtape" Yeah nigga fuck all that, ask your bitch how my dick tastes Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard? Why these niggas cappin' so hard? Why you got a 12 car garage? Why you pullin' all these rappers cards? Petty nigga pussy and I'm hard I turn that fucking soft into some hard I grew up in the streets without no heart I'm praying to my Glock and my card So much dope that it broke the scale They say crack kills, nigga my crack sells My brother in the kitchen and he rappin' a bale Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt Chain swangin', diamonds blangin', hold up Pistol swangin', gang bangin', hold up Niggas actin', like groupies, they don't know us Little do they know their bitches fuckin' on the tour bus Young Savage, why you trappin' so hard? Why these niggas cappin' so hard? Why you got a 12 car garage? Why you pullin' all these rappers cards? Petty nigga pussy and I'm hard I turn that fucking soft into some hard I grew up in the streets without no heart I grew up in the streets without no heart So much dope that it broke the scale They say crack kills, nigga my crack sells My brother in the kitchen and he rappin' a bale Louis V my bag and Louis V on my belt
2.
Spare Room 01:51
I woke up cold this morning And all I could do was collapse When everyone's soft spoken I speak exit signs and traps These bones won't grow anymore They'll all forget like before I woke up cold this morning And all I could do was collapse When everyone's soft spoken I speak exit signs and traps
3.
Dead Spin 03:13
I'm reaching out and grabbing nothing I'm falling out in hopes of something Dreary eyes don't look my way Confiscate my words to say Oh, how deaf those lines remain That hold my lies to keep me sane Footsteps walk by Restless dead sigh I hear a name It all sounds same Backtrack to the path to where it all began Buried in a part of me that I don't understand Blurred words and blind spots the distance start to win I close my eyes and realize I'm stuck inside a dead spin Dead Spin SPIN SLAM
4.
Revolve 04:34
It's kinda funny how I lie here Stuck in the past tense just like last year And everything has lost it's value I wanna change I really want to And now you're saying that it's pointless Tables they turn you start to regress You want it all, you wanted something You want it all you wanted Something sweet Something real But I can't see you In spite of everything you once said Oh how you feel my dreams with cold dread I find excuses just to stay here Attempt to smile to be sincere And now you're saying that it's pointless Tables they turn you start to regress You want it all, you wanted something You want it all you wanted Something sweet Something real But I can't see you Revolve around me

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Home Address is:

Frankie Mattero
Brandon DeAtley
Albert Deel
Brandon Deel
Christian Deel

All songs are written and performed by Home Address.

This album was recorded, mixed, and mastered by Ian Hurdle.

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released April 19, 2015

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