Yourself / Home Coming

[Hook]
Signing to myself like I tatted my arm
I’m reppin London city till I’m gone
Signing to myself like I tatted my arm
I’m reppin London city till I’m gone
Signing to myself like I tatted my arm
I’m reppin London city till I’m gone
Signing to myself like I tatted my arm
I’m reppin London city till I’m gone

[Verse]
Feeling like I’m Kanye after graduation
Celebrating cause like Drizzy got me shouting (bitch we made it)
I ain't ever been a teacher but I feel like demonstrating
How I’m bout to pop like pussy like some strippers out in Vegas (feel amazing)
Like Neo when he broke the Matrix
Or like working a year then go Barbados for vacation (needed patience)
Took a couple years and now I’m rated and violating all of these rappers need an R for a rating
Most anticipated, highly motivated for the paper
Man I plan on running shit but I ain't ever been a racer
Bet I irate ya, bet your bitch say “I rate ya”
The line between me and the greatest look like fine paper
Carrying my city like it was backpack
I don’t chat crap, the game ain't big enough like it’s a cat flap
With me up in it, take a pause recess for a minute
Cause Imma be here forever well forget you like goldfishes

[Hook]
Signing to myself like I tatted my arm
I’m reppin London city till I’m gone
Signing to myself like I tatted my arm
I’m reppin London city till I’m gone
Signing to myself like I tatted my arm
I’m reppin London city till I’m gone
Signing to myself like I tatted my arm
I’m reppin London city till I’m gone

[Verse 2]
Uh, yeah, on some real shit you feel me
Cause I been missing for a minute in it
Look uh look feeling like I’m Kanye after graduation
Or late registration or like drizzy after thank me later
Man I plan on doing this until I’m ancient
You can’t stop me shitting on these rappers I need constipation
Costume changing I’m defacing all the fakers
I’m about to shock the world and I ain't fucking used a Taser
I go deeper than a crator but I’m rising like some vapor
And my style so futuristic like I’m strapped up with a laser
How you gonna contain me I’m like a virus active
I’m about to be a rapping saint so you should call me Patrick
The game is looking kinda dry and Imma be the chapstick
Signing to myself that’s why my autograph is tatted
I ain't talkin coca but I cracked it, gettin cozy in this bitch
That’s why I call the game my mattress
For all those sleeping on me
You’re upside down like a bat
Imma rep my city till I hear them back this, uh

[Hook]
Signing to myself like I tatted my arm
I’m reppin London city till I’m gone
Signing to myself like I tatted my arm
I’m reppin London city till I’m gone
Signing to myself like I tatted my arm
I’m reppin London city till I’m gone
Signing to myself like I tatted my arm
I’m reppin London city till I’m gone

[Outro]
Uh, and I’m feeling like myself once again
Cause I was missing for a minute in it
Shit makes you appreciate life and everyone around you
I’m thankful for each and every one of you
And changing the game ain't easy you feel me
Shits just the beginning and I ain't even winning (yet)
Ahha, uh, its Zach Nahome on the beat
And this for all my brothers who stayed with me through the thick and thin
We nearly there baby, the British are coming you feel me
Were in this bitch and we ain't going nowhere, Uh