Dariush and the Posse

As we approach the end of this tale
The young mobster realizes
Who at his table is a real homie
And who is here to eat bread and sip wine
So in this final part, ladies and gentlemen
I give you Dariush and the Posse
I got homies talking shit
I got homies moving bricks
I got homies on my line asking me about a feat
I got homies that would kill
If other homies came around
Shit ...
Ain't many homies come around
I got homies in the back
And I got homies in the trunk
This a long ride
Many homies don't know where I'm from
I got homies that'll love me
Some homies never did
Dealing with abandonment issues
Some homies never quit
I got homies that won't stop
If this homie was left behind
And others that'll block the road
Just to check if I'm fine
I got homies investing
Homies calling me the goat
So if my market crashes
We'll sink on the same boat
For now it's all good though
Cuz homies stackin' up dough
From Rome to Montreal
My songs moving like a cargo
Still I got chains blinking on me
Got your mains waiting on me
Homies love stomping on me
So I got two blickies on me
This the last supper
Yeah gather round
This the last supper
Yeah yeah
This the last supper
Yeah gather round
This the last supper
Yeah yeah
Ain't no homie as hard on me
As I am on myself
But I keep pushing homies further
Let's see who sees the edge
Listen I got HOOOOMIEESSS
And "homie are you good though?"
I said I got homies and homies and homies
My homies'll rock APs
Skeletons if they want to
Point is we'll be royal
Like the oak be dripping on jewels
I got old money homies
I got new money homies
I got college degree homies
I got street knowledge homies
I got Bentley homies
I got bus stop homies
I got bust-ur-lip-and-knee-for-talking-back-typa homies
Shit so many homies
Don't many really know me
Some make the "ho" in homie stand out
Others made way for me to stand out
This the last supper
Yeah gather round
This the last supper
Yeah yeah
This the last supper
Yeah gather round
This the last supper
Yeah yeah