LEE MUSIC - Hometown Hero

Yeah
Yeah
Jumped in this music shit feet first I'm bout that action
Young nigga putting in work and I'm paying taxes
Learn to stretch a dollar I call it Mr. Fantastic
Put a tie on and now I'm sharper than a cactus
I'm better than your average
A nigga top five
And the other four niggas I'm looking at through my third eye
Too much mumble rap and one of you sound like Popeye
Chilling in that Lac I'm cutting tree like a bonsai
Fresh out the basement, hell a bank statements
Quarantine flow my mask on like I'm Jason
Running shit around me, Indiana pacing
Watch me ride this beat like that nigga speed racing
This is hood shit adjacent, yeah I told that
Play that Coltrane and then that next track is Kodak
Up on old things like that boy already know that
Pulled a few strings we strapped tighter than a throwback nigga
Lil nigga
Yeah
You know what the fuck it is with me man, Midwest stand the fuck up
Aye, I'm talking bout where I'm from, this how it goes down
I'm going up in my hometown
Talking bout where I'm from, this how it goes down
I'm going up in my
Aye, this isn't G-Unit, this ain't Dip set, this isn't Cash Money
Where you from, MIDWEST
I ain't no dancing nigga, this ain't a sing along
But I get my bands up nigga like Sean Diddy Combs
Houston couldn't handle me, Carolina care for me
Rich kids in my city think they killers it's embarrassing
I be in the van peeling off how bananas be
Nigga I ain't playing muthafuck a Bill Bellamy
I may be young, but shit I'm smarter than most
And they be knowing what I'm saying like I'm writing a quote
And I done broke into the game and now I'm writing a note
I let them know I ain't no joke flow gets deep in her throat
I make her croak (ugh)
Now that's a slippery slope
I'm diving in head first and need the rubber to float
And I was sniffing in the pot and then I give her the roast
This new nigga on the block heating up like some toast
Aye the money or the power dawg whichever come first
Selling CDs for a dollar I was putting in work
Now a nigga pop his collar and he tucking in shirts
Closing deals for some commas I'm the dopiest on earth
And I was dipping in that Honda freestyling verse
Getting closer to the drama I was chasing them skirts
A couple niggas with the llama put o boy in a horse
And then I had to call my mama say I meet her in church
FUCK
Talking bout where I'm from this how it goes down
Still going up in my hometown
Talking bout where I'm from this how it goes down
Still going up in my
Nineteen ninety seven had a meeting with the reverend
He told me to get the bread so Imma cop some J elevens
A-A-All white on looking like I went heaven
I'm the last one that was born and that's the last time I'm second lil nigga
Yeah
You know what the fuck it is with me man
Columbus stand the fuck up
This that Midwest mobbing shit
Fuck with me
Yeah

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