Group Home lyrics

[Intro: Young Thug]
I cheated on my fears, yeah
I broke up with my doubts, yeah
Got engaged with my faith, yeah
And now I'm marryin' my dreams, yeah

[Chorus: Future]
I don't want it, don't want it if it ain't meant
I smell codeine when I p*ss
I'm on it, I'm on it, I can't forget
You can't cry over scars, this permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I'm goin' extravagant, hey
Say my new tone, earth tone, I can't do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home

[Verse 1: Future]
Off the digital, no small talk, all decimals
Cain and Abel, both brains, one man, too impeccable
I talked to Jesus Christ on my worst day
He made me a millionaire, I'm talkin' to him every day
All my littles wonder if they can go out and escalate
I'll share all my b*tches with you besides my main b*tch
I left my past behind with new millennium
I left my heart in the streets, I'm imperial
Got to find time to manage my residuals
I deserve royalty, livin' in a castle
I'm hustlin', tryna make rent, you call the po-po on me
I'll pistol whip a J for three dollars, you better not owe me, yeah
I robbed a n*gga in broad day like the first day I had Jakobi, yeah
He don't know I finessed him
'Cause the homies, they was 'bout to murder him
Went out the backdoor, took the blame
'Cause I knew T-Money was gon' blow out his brains
I'm back from the grave, I'm damn near insane
I sold so much coke, I got yayo still in my veins
[Chorus: Future]
I don't want it, don't want it if it ain't meant
I smell codeine when I p*ss
I'm on it, I'm on it, I can't forget
You can't cry over scars, this permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I'm goin' extravagant, hey
Say my new tone, earth tone, I can't do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home

[Verse 2: Young Thug]
'Bout to WCW my b*tch friend, I'm too wrong
Got a black four-five, forty, and FN, I don't do chrome
f*ck these n*ggas, I'm kickin' 'em out the loop, whoa
I just got a plain jane Patek and it's two-toned (Two, two)
I dress up like it's elastic (Yeah)
Twelve cartridge for these bast*rds (Yeah)
Swiggy swaggy, I'ma dabble (Yeah)
I got the checks in Cali (Cali)
I got my kids a Denali (Skrrt)
I bulletproof all the windows (And what?)
I'm bulletproofin' the mattresses (Blat)
Blue diamonds like an Avatar (Yeah)
Cut you off and dodge you like a f*ckin' Charger (Charger)
I showed I liked her but I still didn't call her (Brrt)
I got back problems from gamblin' from the night to mornin' (Night to mornin', yeah)
You can f*ck every one of my hoes except my main (My main b*tch)
It's too hard to dedicate to you, I'm so scared of shame (Mmh)
I don't care to find out you was creepin' 'cause I'm doin' the same
Thing
My b*tches temporary like stitches
You and your mama, your brother, your cousin ain't nothin' but b*tches
Yeah
[Chorus: Future]
I don't want it, don't want it if it ain't meant
I smell codeine when I p*ss
I'm on it, I'm on it, I can't forget
You can't cry over scars, this permanent
I put a Patek in traffic like Pablo Escobar
I adapted, immaculate, I'm goin' extravagant, hey
Say my new tone, earth tone, I can't do wrong
We change the weather, stick together like we from the group home