Cali got the best of me, so I took it back home
Touch down, feet to ground, I'm present back in my zone
God told me learn to niggas something that was not shown
Nigga that flourished cross country but was homegrown
I'm back niggas, no color restrictions, open wardrobe
Red my favorite color like the AMG that Footz drove
DC welcome me Southeast always felt home
Brick houses, gun powder, echoes of the the 8th ward
In the same hood where my father served crack fiends
Lined em up on Barnaby, handed out the groceries
Streets ain't kind to the timid when they approaching me
I ain't from here but they recognize I'm right where I'm supposed to be
As a kid I dreamed my brother made it through the summer
Was looking forward to the day we made each other uncles
She said I ain't no sucker, a real nigga she love it
She wouldn't ride for me if she ever thought I wasn't

Out Cali I'm dreaming
I was Westside scheming
Had a vision I seen it
On 9th and Xenia

Bravado next level feeling 2pac lately
Might Makaveli a prayer to Shakur up in heaven
Waldorf to west ain't a nigga that can stop me
Maryland boss hustle Cali, Pac in Versace
Golden State of mind out west got a dub
Back in DC Southeast show me love
Ashton VSG said I am who I said I was
No flights to Waldorf ain't no planes flying up above

Out Cali I'm dreaming
I was Westside scheming
Had a vision I seen it
On 9th and Xenia