First Day Home

Hook (2x):

I juss came home

I aint got no loot

I aint trin' 2 sell drugs

I aint tryin 2 shoot

I'm tryin' 2 be a good nigga even wearin a suit

But the only job

I got is 2 make hot soup

Verse 1:Open day

Now you release

PeepsBacc on the streets

You don't want no peace

Need a job or sumthin'

B-4 you start robbin sumthin'

Tryin 2-b made

Like you in the mob or sumthin'

X-tra curicular

Activities swift

You can'tHit the streets 'cause dese niggas a snitch

See yo foul nigga

And he on yo ass

He wanna violate you

You aint got no cash

You gotta see him every

TuesdayB-4 twelve

But fucc dat you come late and he send you bacc

Peep disOne day you made up some shit

You told him

You was late 'cause ya moms is sicc

He said ok next time i send you away

You bettah piss in this cup

Get to urinate

You thought he a homo

So baliff analyze

He juss turn around

And juss pissed out your

St. InesReinact it always gotta take attractive

Ayo P.O. when

I'm gon be inactive

While I'm on weekly

Switch that up

I get a job soon

You could stitch that up

I'm gon be a rapper

A-yo be real famous

Always on

TVNeva sayin' lame shit

Give me some slacc

A-yo plus the fact

A-yo I gotta job nigga

Yo I'm gon rap

Hook (2x):

I juss came home

I aint got no loot

I aint trin' 2 sell drugs

I aint tryin 2 shoot

I'm tryin' 2 be a good nigga even wearin a suit

But the only job

I got is 2 make hot soup

Talk:What up boo

Yeah what you mean

I ain't callin you collect

I'm homeYou messin' wit me tonite

What you mean

Trump International

Nah I was thinkin' more like a walk or sumthin'

I aint got no paper

Verse 2:If you

Want honey bettah have money

If youWant some ass bettah get some cash

Its likeWhen

I came home life went 2 fast

When ILeft the streets yo

I was the man

Now I'm comin bacc home

New face new fam

I gotta beard

B-4 I aint had no hair

On my face

Used 2 diss me

On the regular

So what I aint got a haircut

No new sneakas

I got old ass

Tim'sgoin' bacc to the hood

Playin ball on the same rims

Tellin' niggas

I rhymeLet me shyne

At block parties

Yo I left right day

A-Yo I'm real serious

Sell drugs all day

Im gon get on1st tracc that

I spit onI'm gon lace it

Smuther you and plus taste it

I get my shit upgraded

Yours race it

Now that its on

My girl rocc

Louie Baton/

Gucci/ Bently/

Prada/ Escada

Now that its on

It's like my chic gotta alota

Everything she's supossed 2

She the only one that

I'm close 2

Otha people is snakes

I got so much beef for these niggaz on

JakesIts like some of 'em real most of 'em fake

Hook (2x):

I juss came home

I aint got no loot

I aint trin' 2 sell drugs

I aint tryin 2 shoot

I'm tryin' 2 be a good nigga even wearin a suit

But the only job

I got is 2 make hot soup

Talk:Yo yo yo yo, dis a story manbout a nigga comin' home manhe aint tryin to hustle man nahimeanbut a nigga was forced 2 do that nahimeana nigga still came out on top'cause he hustled, he sold his craccbut then he startin' sellin rapand he's still doin that

Ya RAT BAS

TARDZ