"My Home"

Intro:

You don't wanna come 'round my home

You don't wanna come 'round my home (Ha-home)

You don't wanna come 'round my (Ha-home)

You don't wanna come round my home (My home.)

(My home, my home)

Verse:

Black window tint

If he boost, he get hit

I see relish to be made

I was made for this shit

Yeah, he salty

Yeah, he pissed

I will reign on parade

If you think you the shit (Yuh)

Blade in the sheath

If you craving a slice

Blood covered figure

Like blade to the sky

Do you wanna die

Putt'em in a hearse

Do you wanna be next

Please notify

I am the hurricane

Suck on my dick

Make me feel like the candy cane

Choppa so angry

Just like the tempest, he might just let it rain

I need to calm down, I need to meditate

Build up my chakra, like almighty push

Like you might just feel the pain

[?]

I am so insane

Straight in the membrane

Bust on your bitch

And I feel like some champange

Thirty round, chop shop

Cook'em like lo mein

Whoa, who are you

You jealous, then boost

Brozy, you lose

Bands, will snooze

Want relish, do you

[hook]:

You don't wanna come 'round my home

You don't wanna come 'round my home

You don't wanna come 'round my home