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 I depend

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)