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home improvement - hit-boy & the alchemist lyrics

[intro: hit*boy]
yeah
got on my muh’f*ckin saint tears tee
jordan 4s, you dig?

[chorus: hit*boy]
cold as the poconos, adding to my portfolio
moments that weren’t meant for me, places that i wasn’t ‘posed to go
built me into the man i am, i’m just tryna see 40 though
take my son out to tokyo, stayin’ close while we growin’ old

[verse 1: hit*boy]
nothing to prove, these emotional wounds
i spill ’em over the groove, tim allen holding a tool
this is home improvement, forever i’m a student
had to play the sample back twice, i went and looped it
you crash out, i crash joints
i’m not doin’ bad, homie, sorry to disappoint
say they prayin’ for me but where was the praying whеn i really needed a miracle
i school ‘еm like big worm, hoe it’s the princ*p*l
palaces, straight raw, no cut
little n*ggas, you just custies, ain’t no n*gga gonna touch me
i’m tapped in, n*gga trust me, this whole sh*t on my back
the pressure on, but i ain’t sweating, i’m relaxed (i ain’t sweating)
i’m living in the present, i got past all the bullsh*t from my past
if it’s on, i’m down to blast
leave a n*gga in a cast’, wrap his whole body (the whole body)
get a little bit of money, they act big c*cky (stupid)
i’m skating on n*ggas, marine or infantry (ayy)
and who don’t f*ck with me and the industry (for real)
b*tch, i been left that sh*t (i’m gone)
i see you moving out of step, i’ma step back quick
are you following now? we ain’t lacking a thing (follow me)
you got some green, homie, tell me what’s green to a tree
pack shoveled up enough money for a t (yeah)
cut percentage to the rest, they gon’ run off with cheese (rat ass n*ggas)
and i don’t wanna see you push daisies
hope you n*ggas live long, hate on me in my eighties
this ain’t a song, it’s a paint, come check out the color grading like art basel
i’m drawing 808s that’ll make the whole car rattle
i stay in the kitchen goin’ dumb hard
when they underestimate me, that’s the fun part
i’m walking on ’em even though they had a running start
lethal shooter, i understand it now, it’s all art
[chorus: hit*boy]
cold as the poconos, adding to my portfolio
moments that weren’t meant for me, places that i wasn’t ‘posed to go
build me into the man i am, i’m just tryna see 40 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 three, wake up at seven
like it’s a dot on my head and i’m facin’ a weapon
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, losing his innocence numb me up some (it f*cked me up)
we were wild, no parental guidance, was coming up young
used to break a loaf of bread down, we were running up crumbs
thought we were having motion
don’t see a roof, i step into 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 building a bond
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?
it’s no telling, i’m a work in progress
broke my back on the hunt for certain objects
no longer concerned with the rankings, i reserve a spot less
i enjoy the finish line but i prefer the process
demolition, i work with the permits missing
nothing that you see i earned was given
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 mood of life is always under construction
yeah, home improvement

[chorus: hit*boy]
cold as the poconos, adding to my portfolio
moments that weren’t meant for me, places that i wasn’t ‘posed to go
build me into the man i am, i’m just tryna see 40 though
take my son out to tokyo, stayin’ close while we growin’ old

- hit boy the alchemist lyrics

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