I juss came home   I ain't got no loot   I ain't tryin' to sell drugs   I ain't tryin' to shoot   I'm tryin' to be a good nigga even wearin? a suit   But the only job I got is to make hot soup      I juss came home   I ain't got no loot   I ain't tryin' to sell drugs   I ain't tryin' to shoot   I'm tryin' to be a good nigga even wearin? a suit   But the only job I got is to make hot soup      Open day, now you release   Peeps back on the streets   You don't want no peace   Need a job or sumthin'   Before you start robbin? sumthin'   Tryin? to be 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 ain't got no cash      You gotta see him every Tuesday   Before twelve   But fuck dat you come late   And he send you back   Peep dis   One day you made up some shit      You told him   You was late ?cuz ya moms is sick   He said okay 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      I juss came home   I ain't got no loot   I ain't tryin' to sell drugs   I ain't tryin' to shoot   I'm tryin' to be a good nigga even wearin? a suit   But the only job I got is to make hot soup      I juss came home   I ain't got no loot   I ain't tryin' to sell drugs   I ain't tryin' to shoot   I'm tryin' to be a good nigga even wearin? a suit   But the only job I got is to make hot soup      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 ain?t got no paper      If you want honey, bettah have money   If you want some ass bettah get some cash   It?s like when I came home life went too fast   When I left the streets, yo   I was the man      Now I'm comin? bacc home   New face, new fam   I gotta beard   Before I ain't had no hair   On my face   Used to diss me   On the regular      So what I ain't 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   I'm 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 it?s on   My girl rocc      Louie Baton, Gucci   Bently, Prada, Escada   Now that it?s on   It's like my chic gotta alota   Everything she's suppossed to      She the only one that I'm close to   Otha people is snakes   I got so much beef for these niggaz on Jakes   Its like some of 'em real most of 'em fake      I juss came home   I ain't got no loot   I ain't tryin' to sell drugs   I ain't tryin? to shoot   I'm tryin' to be a good nigga even wearin' a suit   But the only job I got is to make hot soup      I juss came home   I ain't got no loot   I ain't tryin' to sell drugs   I ain't tryin? to shoot   I'm tryin' to be a good nigga even wearin' a suit   But the only job I got is to make hot soup      Yo yo, yo yo, dis a story man   ?Bout a nigga comin' home man   He ain't tryin? to hustle man, nahimean   But a nigga was forced to 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