Back To Me (Krept Solo)

I know times been tough I know you been lonely I know things get hard for you sometimes When I'm on the road And you're home alone I wish I could make the stars align And bring you back to me, back to me And bring you back to me, back to me, back to me Back to me, I wish I could bring you right back to me Bring you back to me Yeah Tally Nigga say they got me, how so? My bro stay with the iron, man Gwyneth Paltrow Lemme talk shit on this outro, please I feel like Al Khabib They started off well, but they're now fatigued I still spray nice like the house of Creed I heard a couple nigga plotting, will they chance the risk? They're still waiting for the drop like the Carter 6 Oh, she need some money for some larger lips Assist you with that BBL, I'm an ass-assist Rashford told me link him Amazónico (yes) I'll be with your girlfriend, you don't wanna know Nigga keep on talking like they got it though But their numbers ain't matching like a domino And we just got the bag out in Kosovo They didn't make the honor roll My bro scored a point in Streatham, I guess we got some common goals Nigga, I'm on fire, stop, drop and roll Nigga, we ain't in to all the poppy shows Cah we'll make a scene with the four, we call that Holly Oaks Baby girl, you're rolling with the set though So don't worry 'bout no dress code Just live and let go We up until the morning, double the espresso Oh, you wanna keep on going double amaretto S.O., she popping pills at Más Tiempo Confirm the bag with Tesco, written in my manifesto Then I make this money with my daughter, then it's back to Lego Made it out the ghetto, well, I guess so Had a chat with Bello, offered him a mill for a deal He turned that down, and said no Look how far we come as a collective, you gotta respect it Cah two years prior, got him a deal for a little ten quid Now the man dem turning down millions, this is brilliant We really 'bout to be some rich senior citizens Set up a trust fund for my daughter so she got funding You can say she's the only one I'll put my trust in Nothing into something Why you think I'm hustling? Hand in her bags like there stopping her at customs Tryna get rich as hell, eating out in Isabelle Ordering all kinds of fish cah we're eating on a different scale I can take my pick of girls We don't do no kiss and tell Dropping money on the water like a wishing well We crashed through door, and I'm thankful of course I'm giving thanks to the Lord, and giving thanks for support I'm running out of space for all these plaques and awards I need a round of applause Free my nigga Femz, he's been in jail since like 2010 He's been in jail more than on the road, I gotta check on them They just freed SMN, they been gone since MSN So tell a friend to tell a friend my lifers are home Most their life been spent behind these doors Like Hov's album, why you think I want them free? (Free) So it's "free you" 'til it's backwards, and they let you go (trust me) Hold your head, my bro I know times been tough I know you been lonely I know things get hard for you sometimes When I'm on the road And you're home alone I wish I could make the stars align