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[Intro: brandUn DeShay]

BrandUn DeShay, Super 3, let's go

[Verse 1: brandUn DeShay]

This is my life, all that I own

Worked so hard to get to the top just to call this my home

Let it fall on its own

Inside of my hands

And I'm doing this all alone, but a lot of them can't

I don't got a big fam, shit that I have to withstand crazy

But I won't let this shit phase me

I will be damned if I don't exist, I came way too far

Just the thought of leaving it all would be way too hard to bear

Keeping in mind I was made for this

I mean, you rapping this good, you should get paid for this

I'm only making sense, give me a breaking fence

All of this good praise that I'm getting is clouding my vision

Rocking the shows to the house parties, [?] in the kitchen

I mean, is it me or these niggas getting loud with they vision?

Now, I don't know how I could listen, I ain't too big for the rumors

Or maybe it's that I'm too damn big to pay attention to them

What you doin'?

[Chorus: brandUn DeShay]

It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound

One, two, three, then go and I'll be home

It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound

One, two, three, then go and I'll be home

It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound

One, two, three, then go and I'll be home

It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound

One, two, three, then go and I'll be home

[Verse 2: brandUn DeShay]

Uh, I do this for the oohs, the ahs, the ooh-la-las

For the hip-hip-hurrahs and the oh-my-Gods

For all of those who knows most of my songs by heart

For all of those who don't know who I are

I is brandUn DeShay from Chi-Town's west, Chi-Town's best

I took a number, Chi-Town's next

Kanye is on deck, but DeShay at the steps

It's about time this fly boy try leaving his nest

I'm so ambitious, I think my wings 'bout to grow wings

With no pen and no paper, they call that going green

If you ain't getting no paper, that ain't called going green

'Cause if your pockets ain't fat, we call that going lean

I'm mean, for when the kids used to heat up my glasses

Niggas laughed at me, bitches treated me nasty

Talking 'bout my car when these niggas sitting in the backseat

Now I'm what they [?], exchanging heat in the backseat, holla, uh

[Chorus]

It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound

One, two, three, then go and I'll be home

It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound

One, two, three, then go and I'll be home

It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound

One, two, three, then go and I'll be home

It won't be long now 'til I'm homebound

One, two, three, then go and I'll be home