K Camp - Homecoming Freestyle lyrics

Yeah mike Bren
Haha, these niggas was playin' with Camp
For real fuck wrong with these niggas?
Ha, these niggas got they style from me, fool
Yeah (King of the vibes)

Woke up to some tweets about a homecoming
(What?)
While I'm readin' all this fuck shit
I'm still thumbin' (Brr)
Still gunnin', I got racks
Split it with the guys (Guys)
I swear, these niggas
They gon' hate it when a nigga rise
I got a pretty bitch named Nina
Keep her on my side (Fuck)
No, I ain't have to cop the Lamb
But I just love to glide (O oh)
These pussy niggas prolly hatin'
Cause I'm inside they baby mama
I'ma truck it just like Roll Tide (Truck it)
I'm fully loaded
I'ma shoot it 'til the clip gone (Brr)
These niggas fuck with me from
LA down to Bowen Homes

And RIP (Woo)
I went from broke to fat pockets, look at me
(What?)
I fuck with Texas, give no fucks 'bout PV
(What?)
I used to hustle, used to pass out CDs
(What?) broke niggas watchin'
I'm just prayin' that they pleased (What?)
How I never let 'em play me? (Nah)
I get big bread, I ain't gotta say, "Cheese"
(Fuck 'em) niggas rather post a pic and
Hide behind the keys (Fuck 'em)
Niggas talkin' hit's, bitch
I got a few of these (Fuck 'em)
I am the culture
I'm the nigga that they sound like (yeah)
Most these niggas in the game
They just my sound bytes (Facts)
KISS 5 comin' soon, what that sound like?
(Heat)

Niggas say I ain't the GOAT, well
That don't sound right
Niggas always runnin' 'round sayin'
I'm slept on balenciagas on my feet, bitch
Don't get stepped on
Last year, I lost my daughter
Do you know the pain?
But y'all don't know 'cause I don't
Let y'all in on everything (Nah)
It's been plenty sunny days that
I just pray it rain (yeah)
Yeah, I been goin' through some shit
The devil on my brain (yeah)
Put plenty niggas in positions
Then they switched sides it's alright
I'm still poppin' like a fish fry

I'm too live, threw some rings on my fist
Why? So you can see them diamonds
When I tell your bitch, "Bye"
I miss my granddaddy, Charles
He died earlier this year (yeah)
At the funeral, and I ain't even drop a tear
'Cause I was numb to the pain
I was numb to the hurt (Hurt)
Prayin' to my grandma, and she told me
"It's gon' work" (Grandma)
Told me, "Keep on workin', " told me
"Step on niggas' necks" (Necks)

And she in Heaven too, angels on me, yes
I'm blessed (Blessed)
Holdin' all the weight
I put the pressure on my chest (yeah)
I'd be lyin' to you if
I said I wasn't stressed (yeah)
The money still comin' so I'm good, ho (Good)
Born in Milwaukee, I still put
On for the hood, ho
(yeah) but the north side raised me
Can't forget that (yeah)
And I'ma shit on every nigga
Just for get back (yeah)
Remember how y'all treated me
I won't forget that (yeah)
I was fucked up, tryna get a hit back (yeah)
When I got hit's on every
Project that I dropped, though
(yeah)
And with that homecoming money, I'ma shop, ho
(yeah) and buy your bitch AMIRIs (Let's go)
These niggas never mind they business
Call 'em Siri (Woo)
I just pray, before I die
These niggas hear me (Niggas hear me)
These niggas broke and they contagious
Don't come near me (yeah)

Y'all don't want me on a feature
Do you fear me? (yeah)
Through these Gucci readin' glasses
I see clearly
Through these Gucci readin' glasses
I see clearly
And I love all my fans so dearly

Shoutout to my Texas fans
Shoutout to everybody that was
Talkin' shit in
My, uh, my Twitter this weekend
Y'all inspired this shit
I love when I get enough
Inspiration to go rap, like, right on point
You know what I'm sayin'?
Please keep the hate up 'cause as long as you
Hate, the money gon', uh, increase, so, uh
Thank you good night