Yanseth - Humble Abode Lyrics

Stop talking
Follow me
Big blacka
Under my partner's tee
Top shotta
BlackstheG
Been here since day one why they so mad at me?
So focused
On the road
Then back at midnight to my humble abode
Stop talking
Follow me
Stop talking
Follow me

Still don't wanna leave even though its getting late
Losing track of time I don't even know the date
These biddies made of plastic need a girl made out of clay
So we can mold together, get the dough no need to play
Run up the racks
Add more on top of that
God talk I respond
Money talk I talk back
Yahweh that's the source
In the race and I'm staying my course
In the air there's a force
And i cop me some sneakers of course

Stop talking
Follow me
Big blacka
Under my partner's tee
Top shotta
Blackstheg
Been here since day one why they so mad at me?
So focused
On the road
Then back at midnight to my humble abode
Stop talking
Follow me
Stop talking
Follow me