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

Peeps

Bacc 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't

Hit the streets cuz 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 Tuesday

B-4 twelve

But fucc dat you come late and he send you bacc

Peep dis

One day you made up some shit

You told him

You was late cuz 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. Ines

Reinact 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 TV

Neva 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 home

You 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 you

Want some ass bettah get some cash

Its like

When I came home life went 2 fast

When I

Left 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's

goin' bacc to the hood

Playin ball on the same rims

Tellin' niggas I rhyme

Let me shyne

At block parties

Yo I left right day

A-Yo I'm real serious

Sell drugs all day

Im gon get on

1st tracc that I spit on

I'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 Jakes

Its 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 man

bout a nigga comin' home man

he aint tryin to hustle man nahimean

but a nigga was forced 2 do that nahimean

a nigga still came out on top

cuz he hustled, he sold his cracc

but then he startin' sellin rap

and he's still doin that

Ya RAT BASTARDZ