[Verse 1]
My feet are killing me
The worlds at 'em
Been dropping these gems, pearls at 'em
I don't blame you if you can't see the pattern
Small minds can't understand what's unimagined
Never bow down
Rather see a casket
But enough of that, we on the Eve of Adam
I'm a little lost
But aren't we all
Backwards ain't an option when your back's against the wall
Haters if I get there I prolly won't call
I dont have your number you prolly [bad word] me off
Let's numb the pain
Mix liquor or mix pills
I can't sit still knowing I ain't [bad word] still
Things about to change, I don't know if you heard
Obsessed with the money we don't have, it's absurd
Legend in the making
Know you concur
Gotta write this down now
What's next is a blur
If you don't agree
You don't gotta read a new chapter in my life
dream is me at the scene
cheery gallery
Hard work equals a salary
Girls calling us up for people we about to be
Tell them that we out of reach
Sick of pretending
Should be any second, wish I had directions
Where the [bad word] am I?
Now I'm second guessin'
I swore I wouldn't stress it

[Hook]
There ain't too many ways to go about it
Walking down new year avenue the streets ain't crowded, no
The shoes on my feet are the only thing that I'm proud of
Millions of miles
That they got me out of
And all this liquor barely takes the pain away
Ain't no use still waiting cause the train is late, no
I'm walking all the way home
Walking all the way home
Walking all the way

[Verse 2]
Used to steal my brothers cassettes
Now we on set
Table way from jets
Tell em that we next
What did you expect
For real this time their mothers is all vexed
Recently everyone seem to want a piece of me
I just want to make some [bad word] that really speak to me
My girl keep saying, "When you blow I know you leaving me"
I just need her to see I dream about her frequently
Keep telling my landlord I need a week
City lights are feeling more like laser beams
All my ex's [bad word] playing me
Now woman backstage on every job a to z
My girl calling my phone and she blaming me
For [bad word] I didn't do
Patrons is a ritual
Calms my nerves
Give me that different view
Look in the mirror but my eyes say, "Is it you?"
Can't see ahead
Keep the lights I know
Can't walk around these city streets with a blindfold
Stuck in the rough
Mistaken for a rhinestone
Should I be ashamed or proud of the way I grow?
No gimmick can't [bad word] pain
Ain't no way I'm finished
To much to gain
'Bout to pull the trigger
Don't know where to aim
Did we reach the city limits?
Cause these streets look the same

[Hook]
There ain't too many ways to go about it
Walking down New Year Avenue the streets ain't crowded, no
The shoes on my feet are the only thing that im proud of
Millions of miles
That they got me out of
And all this liquor barely takes the pain away
Ain't no use still waiting cause the train is late, no
I'm walking all the way home
Walking all the way home
Walking all the way