More than money more than fame that calling me
People always trying to hold you back
Why you stalling me
Please don't call on me
Negative energy killing all my dreams
Man that's all I need
Wow
And
All of me
Feel like I'm falling short
People
All in my business like it's court
Chasing money instead of a dream man
That's my last resort
Paint a visual picture in my head then I press record
Man now I'm felling fly
Never thought I'd get this high up in the sky
No
Man now I'm felling fly
Never thought I'd get this high up in the sky
Drive through the drive through
Order a number 9
Now I'm so Felling fine
Flows like shots I'm holding a Magnum and 45
Swerve through the parking lot wondering just who am I
Suicide doors hoping for them one day
Bars kinda crispy like the frito-lay
Hoping for the humble thrown for the seat I lay
I value trust I don't think about the cheese I chase
Not trying to flex
Sometimes rhyming gets old
Killing these flows like the Heimlich though
Feel like life's deeper than diamonds and clothes
In the booth I'm hot and cold like the climate change tho
More than money more than fame that calling me
People always trying to hold you back
Why you stalling me
Please don't call on me
Negative energy killing all my dreams
Man that's all I need
Wow
This more than money
This more than dollars
This more than CEOs finessing kids for Commerce
This more than crooked contracts and Dalai lama
This more than dissing someone's name for some drama
Like wow wow
Let me switch the flow up
I be on my grind all the time never slow up
Don't tell a kid they can't be nothing till they grow up
Everybody offended nowadays we need to grow up
But what a 16 year old
To the government
Stab you in the back for money no love in this
That's why I'm on my own I'm indi just like my father
Shaping my image with my hands just like a potter
This for all the young ins kids mothers and daughters
This for all the Intelligent people just like my father
People always trying to block my goals like it's soccer
I be on my own face down at the alter
Asking God will I come home
Asking God will I come home like
Asking God will I come home like
Caleb McCleney - When I Come Home Lyrics
Caleb McCleney - When I Come Home Lyrics
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More than money more than fame that calling me
People always trying to hold you back
Why you stalling me
Please don't call on me
Negative energy killing all my dreams
Man that's all I need
Wow
And
All of me
Feel like I'm falling short
People
All in my business like it's court
Chasing money instead of a dream man
That's my last resort
Paint a visual picture in my head then I press record
Man now I'm felling fly
Never thought I'd get this high up in the sky
No
Man now I'm felling fly
Never thought I'd get this high up in the sky
Drive through the drive through
Order a number 9
Now I'm so Felling fine
Flows like shots I'm holding a Magnum and 45
Swerve through the parking lot wondering just who am I
Suicide doors hoping for them one day
Bars kinda crispy like the frito-lay
Hoping for the humble thrown for the seat I lay
I value trust I don't think about the cheese I chase
Not trying to flex
Sometimes rhyming gets old
Killing these flows like the Heimlich though
Feel like life's deeper than diamonds and clothes
In the booth I'm hot and cold like the climate change tho
More than money more than fame that calling me
People always trying to hold you back
Why you stalling me
Please don't call on me
Negative energy killing all my dreams
Man that's all I need
Wow
This more than money
This more than dollars
This more than CEOs finessing kids for Commerce
This more than crooked contracts and Dalai lama
This more than dissing someone's name for some drama
Like wow wow
Let me switch the flow up
I be on my grind all the time never slow up
Don't tell a kid they can't be nothing till they grow up
Everybody offended nowadays we need to grow up
But what a 16 year old
To the government
Stab you in the back for money no love in this
That's why I'm on my own I'm indi just like my father
Shaping my image with my hands just like a potter
This for all the young ins kids mothers and daughters
This for all the Intelligent people just like my father
People always trying to block my goals like it's soccer
I be on my own face down at the alter
Asking God will I come home
Asking God will I come home like
Asking God will I come home like
People always trying to hold you back
Why you stalling me
Please don't call on me
Negative energy killing all my dreams
Man that's all I need
Wow
And
All of me
Feel like I'm falling short
People
All in my business like it's court
Chasing money instead of a dream man
That's my last resort
Paint a visual picture in my head then I press record
Man now I'm felling fly
Never thought I'd get this high up in the sky
No
Man now I'm felling fly
Never thought I'd get this high up in the sky
Drive through the drive through
Order a number 9
Now I'm so Felling fine
Flows like shots I'm holding a Magnum and 45
Swerve through the parking lot wondering just who am I
Suicide doors hoping for them one day
Bars kinda crispy like the frito-lay
Hoping for the humble thrown for the seat I lay
I value trust I don't think about the cheese I chase
Not trying to flex
Sometimes rhyming gets old
Killing these flows like the Heimlich though
Feel like life's deeper than diamonds and clothes
In the booth I'm hot and cold like the climate change tho
More than money more than fame that calling me
People always trying to hold you back
Why you stalling me
Please don't call on me
Negative energy killing all my dreams
Man that's all I need
Wow
This more than money
This more than dollars
This more than CEOs finessing kids for Commerce
This more than crooked contracts and Dalai lama
This more than dissing someone's name for some drama
Like wow wow
Let me switch the flow up
I be on my grind all the time never slow up
Don't tell a kid they can't be nothing till they grow up
Everybody offended nowadays we need to grow up
But what a 16 year old
To the government
Stab you in the back for money no love in this
That's why I'm on my own I'm indi just like my father
Shaping my image with my hands just like a potter
This for all the young ins kids mothers and daughters
This for all the Intelligent people just like my father
People always trying to block my goals like it's soccer
I be on my own face down at the alter
Asking God will I come home
Asking God will I come home like
Asking God will I come home like
Writer: Caleb McCleney
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid