Make It Home

[Intro: Young Slo-Be]
It's the gang

[Chorus: Young Slo-Be]
It’s bad karma if you know what type of hype I'm on
What goes around comes around, they know I'm fine with that
Open up the gates and let my shooters back
And I’ma be the first nigga shootin', my kids need a dad
Like fuck what you had

[Verse 1: Young Slo-Be]
Ayy, like, nigga, what you got?
Talkin' 'bout that old-ass skit, I could get you shh
And we got what you need on Montclair when we know it's hot
Ayy, ayy, ooh-wee, I'm a bag chaser
Shut up, lil' bitch, don't throw salt ’cause I got flavor
Have Sosa jump off the ropes like he Ric Flair
Ah-ah, ooh-wee, you is not player
Look at him, he got a cape on
Ayy, by the end of the year, the cuddy coming home
Collect calls, nigga, I couldn’t even finish this Mac J song
By the end of the night, your bitch coming homе
She chose me, and plus I know what typе of shit you on
Shit good, but it ain't all great
Bitch, get on a Glock 22, it is not gravy
Shit good, but it ain’t all great
Bitch, get on a Glock 22, it is not gravy

[Chorus: Young Slo-Be]
It's bad karma if you know what type of hype I'm on
What goes around comes around, they know I'm fine with that
Open up the gates and let my shooters back
And I’ma be the first nigga shootin', my kids need a dad
Like fuck what you had

[Interlude: Mac J]
Yeah
21, 21, that's 42, ayy

[Verse 2: Mac J]
Ayy, bro just bought a Drac', nigga, take care
And the trap spot jumpin' like the state fair
Ayy, I don't play games since we don't play fair
I don't trust not a soul, nigga, wait here
Ayy, I know they wanna see me in a box
From the mud, they don't wanna see me with no guap
I got thugs on Bellini with a chop
You gon' die if you ever see me with a Glock (Stupid)
Niggas better duck low, you hear that chop noise
Ayy, I'm on 2One with my hot boys
I know Santa ain't come, but we got toys
The opps want some leeway, but I'm not Coi
Ayy, fuck what niggas saying, it don't matter
Runnin' to that bag, got my pockets gettin' fatter
I ain't coming to the stu' without my ladder
I'll hit him in the head 'til I see that bitch shatter
Tell 'em check my stash, I got racks (I got racks)
What you say them niggas is? I'm not that (I'm not that)
Ayy, check my head, I'm top hat (Ayy)
I can hear a little noise and cock back

[Outro: Mac J]
Tell 'em check my stash, I got racks (Yeah)
What you say them niggas is? I'm not that
Ayy, check my head, I'm top hat (Yeah)
I can hear a little noise and cock back (On the set)