Austin Gibson - Suits Freestyle Lyrics

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