Home Improvement

[Intro: Hit-Boy] Yeah Got on my motherfuckin' Saint Tears tee Jordan 4s, you dig? [Chorus: Hit-Boy] Cold as the Poconos, addin' to my portfolio Moments that wasn't meant for me, places I wasn't 'posed to go Built me into the man I am, I'm just tryna see forty, though Take my son out to Tokyo, stayin' close while we growin' old [Verse 1: Hit-Boy] Nothin' to prove, these emotional wounds I spill 'em over the groove, Tim Allen holdin' a tool (Yeah) This is home improvement, forever I'm a student (Student) Had to play the sample back twice, I went and looped it (I went and looped it) You crash out, I crash joints I'm not doin' bad, homie, sorry to disappoint (Sorry) Say they prayin' for me, but whеre was the prayin' when I rеally needed a miracle? (Pshh) I school 'em like Big Worm, ho, it's the principle (Principalities) Straight raw, no cut Lil' niggas, y'all just custies, ain't nan' nigga gon' touch me I'm tapped in, nigga, trust me, this whole shit on my back (Whole shit on my back) The pressure on, but I ain't sweatin', I'm relaxed (I ain't sweatin') I'm livin' in the present, I got past All the bullshit from my past, if it's on, I'm down to blast (Frrt, frrt) Leave a nigga in a cask', wrap his whole body (They whole body) Get a lil' bit of money, they act big cocky (Stupid) I'm skatin' on niggas, Marino Infantry (Ayy) And fuck who don't fuck with me and the industry (For real) Bitch, I been left that shit (I'm gone) I see you movin' out of step, I'ma step back quick Are you followin' now? We ain't lackin' a thing (Follow me) You got some green, homie, tell me, what's green to a tree? (Ha) Pack shoveled up enough money for a T (Yeah) Cut percentage to the racks, they gon' run off with cheese (Rat-ass niggas) And I don't wanna see y'all push daisies Hope you niggas live long, hate on me in my eighties This ain't a song, it's a painting Come check out the color grading like Art Basel I'm drawin' 808s that'll make the whole car rattle (Brr, brr) I stay in the kitchen goin' dumb hard When they underestimate me, that's the fun part (That's the fun part) I'm walkin' on 'em even though they had a running start Lethal shooter, I understand it now, it's all heart (Ayy) [Chorus: Hit-Boy] Cold as the Poconos, addin' to my portfolio Moments that wasn't meant for me, places I wasn't 'posed to go Built me into the man I am, I'm just tryna see forty, though Take my son out to Tokyo, stayin' close while we growin' old [Interlude: The Alchemist, Hit-Boy & Both] Yeah This is home improvement It's what I do, yo This is home improvement [Verse 2: The Alchemist] Go to sleep at 3, wake up at 7 Like it's a dot on my head and I'm facin' a weapon (Bah) Had to learn from my mistakes 'cause I was hard-headed I don't listen to advice and I don't take direction Stress had me under the gun, argue with wifey in front of my son Eyes wide, losin' his innocence, it numbed me up some (It fucked me up) We were wild, no parental guidance, was comin' up young Used to break a loaf of bread down, we were runnin' up crumbs Thought we were havin' motion Don't see a roof, I step until the ladder broken Cut off the way, gotta keep the people that matter closest Vision was blurred, I had to cure the cataracts and focus on family matters Me and the offspring buildin' a bond (Yup) Can't get time back with a magic wand No stranger to drama, I'm static drawn Will they still celebrate my stat when my stat is gone? There's no telling (Who knows?), I'm a work in progress Broke my back on the hunt for certain objects (Uh) No longer concerned with the rankings, I reserve a spot less (Fuck) I enjoy the finish line, but I prefer the process Demolition, I work with the permits missin' Nothin' that you see I earned was given (Say that) Cold as the Everglades, fallen notes like a letter page Cities that I visited, places I would've never stayed Stars aligned even when Mercury was in retrograde [Interlude: The Alchemist] Uh, yeah The road of life is always under construction Yeah, home improvement [Chorus: Hit-Boy] Cold as the Poconos, addin' to my portfolio Moments that wasn't meant for me, places I wasn't 'posed to go Built me into the man I am, I'm just tryna see forty, though Take my son out to Tokyo, stayin' close while we growin' old