My House - Buks

I swear this hook just made me look I’m

I swear this look just got me scooping Makhathin'

I swear this hook just made me look I’m

I swear this look just got me scooping Makhathin

(This is my house, my house, my house, my house)

She drilled me not to play on the sto-ove

(This is my house, my house, my house, my house)

We built this from a grain to a ho-ome

We do this til the day that we gone, and beyond that

Now how do you respond?

See I got that comeback

See I got that comeback (My house)

House of lies, don’t cheat

Entrée with the Bombay

Marvin Gaye with the sharp play

I want a Sadé mixed with 'Yonce

Flipping coins in the Juke box

Looking for us at the rooftop

All this noise when the troops stops

Try to levitate, while you sipping slow

Want a 740, on a different boat

Heard she was scheming, all these fuckin' feelings

Kill you any given Sunday, really beaming

Pay me double double, now we Major Leage-ing

Pay me double, mmh mmh

You are debating who got the better season

Try to break the, I’m trying to break it even

Ang' funi dap, no ang' funi dash

I’m sixties up boy, I’m good with bags

They move the frame, don’t know who to save

But I’m getting stronger through the

Mama thought that I was going through a phase

I won’t stop til I’m bluefaced

All I wanted was to prove a case

shadow boxing was my new escape

Colour blocking, going through

These pocket rockers just don’t do

But you poppin and locking round real questions, told her to tell the truth and

I spoke fluent

My only option was a 10

My only option is a Benz

My only option is to show these suckers that my only option is to flex

I swear this hook just made me look I’m

I swear this look just got me scooping Makhathin'

I swear this hook just made me look I’m

I swear this look just got me scooping Makhathin

(This is my house, my house, my house, my house)

She drilled me not to play on the sto-ove

(This is my house, my house, my house, my house)

We built this from a grain to a ho-ome

We do this til the day that we gone, and beyond that

Now how do you respond?

See I got that comeback

See I got that comeback (My house)

House of lies, don’t cheat

Entrée with the Bombay

Marvin Gaye with the sharp play

I want a Sadé mixed with 'Yonce

Flipping coins in the Juke box

Looking for us at the rooftop

All this noise when the troops stops

Man I don’t fit in rotation, sitting in no basement thinking about luxury

I been around shooting that poppery

Walk around feeling that apathy

Now she super mad at me

Now she threw some math at me

Take a look but don’t @ me

Your favorable hooks don’t grab me

I’m freestyling, no backseat

Three stripe, no athlete

I’m three stripe, no athlete

I’m, no black script

No rewriting, know what that means

And the streetlights my

I sleep right, no caffeine

I’m, no vaccine, yeah yeah yay

They like «Assess the Gods»

I tell you my best response

I put the juice in my and call it my breakfast punch

I’m singing my glory, oh glory oh glory, it should’ve got

I feel like I’m ballin', I’m ballin' I’m ballin', I put on my best Lebron (Best

LeBron]

I swear this hook just made me look I’m

I swear this look just got me scooping Makhathin'

I swear this hook just made me look I’m

I swear this look just got me scooping Makhathin

(Oh nanana, oh nananana)

She drilled me not to play on the sto-ove

(Oh nanana, oh nananana)

We built this from a grain to a ho-ome

We do this til the day that we gone, and beyond that

Now how do you respond?

See I got that comeback

See I got that comeback (My house)