Home (lil snake Freestyle)

Spent my youth chasing skirt and all my dreams Bought so much Hennessy I'm not drinking but I pretend to be The girl I love is some what of a memory Always hate flashbacks I don't want your ass back A gun in my back pack Got tossed in the car back The boot The car ride with the dudes To sell stuff for who I'll never tell the truth These niggas lie every song My homie died in the fall With shots flying and all The lady crying's his I hate police I aged quicker than them dudes that hate on me If we beef I'm Eddie brock I go to church and talk to god And ask the Lord to kill my opps I'm not the one I swear to Only rapper of the year whose album ain't need a Maglera verse Unless you the homie the rest of you got spun by him Every verse for me is like America's gun violence I can't be stopped Don't police me I can't be copped It cost alot to pay attention when you are the one at fault My problems dying was a job Completed and torn apart We send applications daily on this sites with no reply My nigga been home 2years mad at his life Graduated but that paper watered up his eyes Sometimes I wonder if the Lord ever gets to hear his cries After highschool I got a job said screw the system Got some change and realized who payed me was the system Spent my cheque on woman Fixed my car and told my dawgs Let's do these songs I wanna put us on And never looked back When I was still stuck in college I never took rap Serious I mean that year my homie Lisa passed I was stuck at the hospital Homie Saul was in a room fighting health scares My nigga growing out his hair One call he told me members only coming soon Year later shook the city and the other dudes I got homecoming My next album I'm coming home it's my homecoming I been housing demons Lord help me I want everybody else to feel me They change the rules when we accomplish what they said we couldn't Rap brought me everything you said this shit wouldn't Winning every time I rhyme I really been jugging How I love you but I never got to see your grave Our friends just ain't the same See me and Luu been hanging more since I made me my name I really love her I don't wanna to see her low again When your best friends a super model face In every shopping Centre you just can't behave I really brag different I'm not like these rap niggas I just wanna quit my job on jet from my past nigga I just wanna show my mom in the end that her little son Made her life easier she always said the lotto was for us So me I'm coming home Let the record show