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I see the world as a cold hoe/
In the backseat of a car in a tow zone/
In the backstreets by a bar with the locos/
Nothing in the car but a lei and photos/
I walk around the block and I try to get away/
I’ll do anything I can, try to get an escape/
If a hero was real, I’d be the first to rock a cape/
My mind is sporadic like an addict that shakes/
My vocabulary contains words the opposite of normal/
And everything I do is far from anything that’s formal/
I seldom go outside or hang with friends in the night/
There’s pleasure in pain but I think it’s taking my life/
If i could trade away a knife, get a gun in return/
I’d probably have a dirty casket and be sleeping with the worms/
I’m trapped inside a life that’s been pushing me around/
To the point of no return, digging a ditch in the ground/

I’m never coming home, hell no, hell no/
I’m never coming home, hell no, hell no/
I wanna be left alone, so I’m tossing my phone/
Tell my momma that I’m sorry cause I’m never coming home/

I think I’m finally leaving, but what’s the point in packing?/
Selling all my valuables to pay for this rapping/
Bitch I’m not even lying, I got 7 cents in the bank/
Running off a dream, I pray to God I don’t tank/
I fucked up in college so I’m never going back/
And what’s a plan B? the only plan is the track/
Fuck a fake friend man, that’s all I seem to have/
They only put in work when they’re guaranteed a half/
What the fuck is that? do they really have my back?/
Looking like my homies just a bunch of dirty rats/
All they do is get drunk, get high, I’m sick of it/
I’m worried about the future, but to them? they don’t think of it/
I’m leaving behind this town, all the smiles all the frowns/
And all the friends I made, think I’m throwing in the towel/
I love my dear Chicago cause it taught me how to swing/
But I’m doing this for me I’m off to big and better things/

I’m never coming home, hell no, hell no/
I’m never coming home, hell no, hell no/
I wanna be left alone, so I’m tossing my phone/
Tell my momma that I’m sorry cause I’m never coming home/

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