Homecoming (Freestyle)

Yeah
Haha, these niggas was playing with Camp, for real
Fuck wrong with these niggas?
Ha, these niggas got they style from me, fool
Yeah (King of the Vibes)

Woke up to some tweets about a homecoming (What?)
While I'm reading all this fuck shit, I'm still thumbing (Brr)
Still gunning, I got racks, split it with the guys (Guys)
I swear these niggas, they gon' hate it when a nigga rise
I got a pretty bitch named Nina, keep her on my side (Fuck)
No, I ain't have to cop the Lamb, but I just love to glide (Ooh)
These pussy niggas prolly hating cause I'm inside
They baby mama, I'ma truck it just like Roll Tide (Truck it)
I'm fully loaded, I'ma shoot it 'til the clip gone (Brr)
These niggas fuck with me from L.A. down to Bowen Homes
And R.I.P. (Woo)
I went from broke to fat pockets, look at me (What?)
I fuck with Texas, give no fucks 'bout PV (What?)
I used to hustle, used to pass out CDs (What?)
Broke niggas watching, I'm just praying that they pleased (What?)
How I never let 'em play me? (Nah)
I get big bread, I ain't gotta say, "Cheese" (Fuck 'em)
Niggas rather post a pic and hide behind the keys (Fuck 'em)
Niggas talking hits, bitch, I got a few of these (Fuck 'em)
I am the culture, I'm the nigga that they sound like (Yeah)
Most these niggas in the game, they just my sound bytes (Facts)
Kiss 5 coming soon, what that sound like? (Heat)
Niggas say I ain't the G.O.A.T., well, that don't sound right
Niggas always running 'round saying I'm slept on
Balenciagas on my feet, bitch, don't get stepped on
Last year, I lost my daughter, do you know the pain?
But y'all don't know 'cause I don't let y'all in on everything (Nah)
It's been plenty sunny days that I just pray it rain (Yeah)
Yeah, I been going through some shit, the devil on my brain (Yeah)
Put plenty niggas in positions, then they switched sides
It's alright, I'm still popping like a fish fry
I'm too live, threw some rings on my fist, why?
So you can see them diamonds when I tell your bitch, "Bye"
I miss my granddaddy, Charles, he died earlier this year (Yeah)
At the funeral, and I ain't even drop a tear
'Cause I was numb to the pain, I was numb to the hurt (Hurt)
Praying to my grandma, and she told me, "It's gon' work" (Grandma)
Told me, "Keep on workin'," told me, "Step on niggas' necks" (Necks)
And she in Heaven too, angels on me, yes, I'm blessed (Blessed)
Holding all the weight, I put the pressure on my chest (Yeah)
I'd be lying to you if I said I wasn't stressed (Yeah)
The money still coming so I'm good, ho (Good)
Born in Milwaukee, I still put on for the hood, ho (Yeah)
But the north side raised me, can't forget that (Yeah)
And I'ma shit on every nigga, just for get-back (Yeah)
Remember how y'all treated me, I won't forget that (Yeah)
I was fucked up, tryna get a hit back (Yeah)
When I got hits on every project that I dropped, though (Yeah)
And with that homecoming money, I'ma shop, ho (Yeah)
And buy your bitch AMIRIs (Let's go)
These niggas never mind they business, call 'em Siri (Woo)
I just pray, before I die, these niggas hear me (Niggas hear me)
These niggas broke and they contagious, don't come near me (Yeah)
Y'all don't want me on a feature, do you fear me? (Yeah)
Through these Gucci reading glasses, I see clearly
Through these Gucci reading glasses, I see clearly
And I love all my fans so dearly

Shoutout to my Texas fans
Shoutout to everybody that was talking shit in my, uh, my Twitter this weekend, y'all inspired this shit
I love when I get enough inspiration to go rap, like, right on point
You know what I'm sayin'?
Please keep the hate up 'cause as long as you hate, the money gon', uh, increase, so, uh, thank you
Good night