Make It Home

[Hook] Don't know if I'll make it back home Don't know, make, make, make Don't know if I'll make it back home Don't know if I'll make it back home [Verse 1] Yeah, my generation know the power of my words Couple threats got me rapping like this here my last verse I'm like look at what it's come to Fuck the world, I need to reason with my uncle Shit, and my father cuh dem man, their heart clean Sit up talking 'bout life and what it means See, they in touch with the spirits I can't see And they tell me they got me by any means The angels are on my team, I've got a dream so I've got everything Listen, let me tell you couple tings I never been I've never been evil, never been bad-minded My nigga, I don't even wish bad on bad-minded people Clean-hearted kid, I say it loud, say it proud Got a talent, never done nothing immoral for a pound Gave more than I would thieve, always helping people out Now I'm focusing on me, my good karma's coming round I've been waiting on it, praying on it, staying up, saving on it Boy into a fine young man, they know I've got it Every man for himself on who shall have the pen Judgement day will not be you and your friend I ghost and focus, get on my dizzy flow I told Jazz I'll still be rapping when Izzy grow I'm thinking back to Atlanta, now look how Iggy grown That booty had me moving nervous in the studio My fans want an album from me, I need hope first I left Hustle Gang and came home, I had to soul search And it's a blessing just to see who's still hollering I'm on a journey, boy, you hating or you following I'm preeing life like a chess board A king should never sell his bishop out for no dead cause Hibernating, tryna calculate who loves me It's hard staying positive, the city's full of fuckery [Hook] [Verse 2] If I told you my dream at 14, you'd say I'm crazy Lived em all out by 21, you have to rate me Praise be to God, the boy back on his job Dots, even I forgot who I was Forgot where I'm from, forgot that I'm loved Trust me, you'll be surprised what wrong company does In and out of deals, you wanna see my lawyer bill? Now I just wanna build my own company, cuz The foundation is love, and I'm starting with me Sorry kids, I can't sign you, I'm still working on me [?] starting again, I've gotta snap with this pen So if you're rapping I'm your fucking competition, not your friend, it's not the end But I'm cool, still give a man a hail up But I ain't tryna page you, I'm just tryna fill this page up From 17, I had my cake up Hey 90s babies, you're my age, step your game up These rappers tryna play [?] Blow my own trumpet, I could have your girl here too Switch my number every minute, I don't need these calls The pressure makes diamonds, I don't need no jewels Cuh Neo ain't getting caught up in no matrix I'm starting new chapters, reading old pages As long as my talent turns over papers It's gonna be a broke motherfucker hating Young, fly, cool shit Smelling like a victor, so miss me with the bullshit Come on, someone's gotta rap for all these cool kids I'm still up in my [?] with my dargs I went school with From growing pains, yeah, I changed loads But nigga, you ain't know Mrs [?] I'm still the same old, with your same old Doing the same old [Hook] [Bridge] You see, the universe is real If what you give to it, it gives back to you I'm looking forward to my next five years Amen Cuh you know fear kills more dreams than anything And that's real London Boy [Hook](x2)