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Looking for somewhere to call my home
Looking for somewhere to call my home
Looking for someone to call my own
Looking for somewhere to call my home

Ay
Posted up at the bus stop, it's 2am
Yeah tonight it's a full moon
I'm sitting there, yeah, I don't care
I'm finna go and break the rules
Yeah, these drugs make me feel numb
Make me feel fine
When I'm sober I be trapped in my damn mind
Wondering am I running through her damn mind
Mind as the time go by, I keep wondering why
Wondering like who knows
God just take my soul
Get the hoes away from me
Niggas hate to see a real nigga with goals
Posted up at her complex and in context
I just wanna see if she a ho, I just wanna see is she a ho

Somewhere
Where to call my home
Oh