Bak

C back...
Tell em C back...
Drama, I don't need that
Fuck yo feedback, you can tell 'em

C back...
Tell em C back...
Drama, I don't need that
Fuck yo feedback, you can tell 'em

Hang back, c-z back, Fro back, no past
Jump back, on that, guess I got my swagger back
Back Hangin back, c-z back, Fro back
Jump back, on that, yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh

Bad attitude, back it too
Squad counting 2, fours in the air
Mathematics boo, class act, and my pants saggin still
Firm grip on my belt
Yeh whippin' ass, like my dad did
Was a Bad kid, small town, grown now
Lotta shit to say, couldn't calm down
I mean truth be told
Used to rap for the groupies, gold chains
Boujee clothes and the self portrait in the studio
Like I'm royalty, But I'm posed to be
And they ain't know shit about loyalty
Till that check cut, they get close to me
Get exed the fuck, they ain't known to me
Got a fresh cut, still a fro to me, this Afrominati

C back...
Tell em C back...
Drama, I don't need that
Fuck yo feedback, you can tell 'em

C back.
Tell em C back.
Drama, I don't need that
Fuck yo feedback, you can tell 'em

Im teasin the competition, nah I'm kiddin
I ain't got no competition my n*gga
I just spit my bars and sip on my liquor
Probly get as far as they can make sense
Fake friends prove blood is still way thicker
Niggas need Brahs to hold up them D's
Pull a grand larceny in yo city
Pull a grand larceny in yo city, yeh...

Hang back, c-z back, Fro back, no past
Jump back, on that, guess I got my swagger back
Back Hangin back, c-z back, Fro back
Jump back, on that, yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh

Real recognize real, as black as if feel
Do damage I heal, step back on yo turf
Add to my kills, handle my skills
Sip on my beam...
Or my jameson...
Respect the currency, na pay me some
I got a game to run...
You rate the dumb, I raid the building
Paint the picture, frame the ceiling...
Take the hate and spread the love
Gotta wish em the best of... fuck that
Test ya luck that, never works out
For no one...
Best take the loss now and go on
I can't let that slide...
You on greener grass I don't get that side
You don't rap that nice, I say the worst but stay the best
Im tapin verses, raisin questions
Slay the second, first impressions, aww yeah uhh

C back...
Tell em C back...
Drama, I don't need that
Fuck yo feedback, you can tell 'em

C back...
Tell em C back...
Drama, I don't need that
Fuck yo feedback, you can tell 'em

Hang back, c-z back, Fro back, no past
Jump back, on that, guess I got my swagger back
Back Hangin back, c-z back, Fro back
Jump back, on that, yeh yeh yeh yeh yeh

Aye yeh...

Who got the juice?
Uhh...
Who got the juice now?
Uhh...
Make me get in the booth
Uhh...
Make me get in the booth now, uhh

Who got the juice?
Uhh...
Who got the juice now?
Uhh...
Make me get in the booth
Uhh...
Make me get in the... f*ck that shit...



Credits
Writer(s): Ceezy Ur
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