Suits Freestyle

Swerve, swerve, okay, okay Back then I was into the hoops Only reason why I went to the school Never tried to fit in to be cool Always knew what I wanted to do Always knew it was never the suits Always knew it was never the suits But I did think it was shooting at rims Started rapping, yeah, I picked up the pen Finding my peace and I'm finding my zen Changed up my mind and I started to win Learning credit more important than bread Mind full of gold but my pockets on slim Swimming, riding my wave Sweat and tears, all that I gave Switch gears, pick up the pace Old fears, put in the grave You said you wanna be great Boy, don't you know you gotta pay that price Bet on me when I roll my dice Yeah Uncle Sam gon' wanna get his slice Said it once but I'm gon' say this twice Ain't no local rapper gon' rap this nice Flow cold like the booth on ice Got the homestool, I'm in the booth all night Sign a deal? Mm-hmm, yeah, right Living in the now so I can slow down time Best believe I'm gon' come for mines Mama, don't you worry cause the sun gon' shine