Payback
Tell that muthafucker that he better start hiding
I'm coming for that ass
Plain and simple
It ain't a threat, it's a promise
Don't need no other homies
Just me all by my lonely
I lubricate the bullet chamber
On my Ruger .40
The war between us
Just got started
Too late to apologize
Or to ask for a pardon
The only way I'm stopping
Is if I hold you hostage
Put a bullet in your brain
Suffocate the oxygen
Maybe I'm dreaming too much
Now I'm headed to that
Lame hood that you say you from
Circulate where your mama live
Cause on instagram
You love to post all of your vids
Now I know where your bitch stay
Know where your homie stay
Know what time you drop off yo kids on a school day
You lucky I'm a muthafucking G
So I'm a go ahead and leave the kids out of this beef
I'm a get that muthafucka back
I'm a get that muthafucka back
Got a bullet with his name on it
I got a bullet with his name on it
I'm a get that muthafucka back
I'm a get that muthafucka back
Dear lord, forgive me for my sins
Dear lord, forgive me for my sins
Waiting for the right time, the right spot
No witness around to report any gunshots
I can't afford another muthafucking strike
Cause this time they really gon give me life
So I sit and plot how to get away
No fingerprints on a bullet casings
Leaving a trace
No cellphone on me when I do the mission
Cause the GPS it'll have you pinging in the section
The courtroom will do about anything
To convince that white jury that you guilty
"Oh you a gangsta with tattoos and your cellphone was there
Oh yeah playboy, you through"
They lock you up for life and throw away the key
That's why I planned this right here like a masterpiece
The whip I'm in got no license plates on
No DNA, cause all my hair I shaved it off
I'm a get that muthafucka back
I'm a get that muthafucka back
Got a bullet with his name on it
I got a bullet with his name on it
I'm a get that muthafucka back
I'm a get that muthafucka back
Dear lord, forgive me for my sins
Dear lord, forgive me for my sins
A couple weeks have done passed by
This guy think everything back to normal, peaceful and all good
He don't know I got em where I fucking want em
A few hours boy I swear he a fucking goner
Brainwashed my lil side bitch to set him up
She said she'll do anything just to prove her love
To keep it real I don't even care about her
She not my type
Always filling up her nose with powder
When we fuck, I tell everything she wanna hear
Tell her that I love her when I whisper in her ear
Call that chump tell him meet in a hotel near
Tippy toe sneak and I proceed with the kill
I'm out of patience and my trigger finger itching
My nerves way off the roof
Building from the tension
Creep behind
Put a bullet in his fucking head
Kill the bitch too, leaving no witnesses
I'm a get that muthafucka back
I'm a get that muthafucka back
Got a bullet with his name on it
I got a bullet with his name on it
I'm a get that muthafucka back
I'm a get that muthafucka back
Dear lord, forgive me for my sins
Dear lord, forgive me for my sins
I'm coming for that ass
Plain and simple
It ain't a threat, it's a promise
Don't need no other homies
Just me all by my lonely
I lubricate the bullet chamber
On my Ruger .40
The war between us
Just got started
Too late to apologize
Or to ask for a pardon
The only way I'm stopping
Is if I hold you hostage
Put a bullet in your brain
Suffocate the oxygen
Maybe I'm dreaming too much
Now I'm headed to that
Lame hood that you say you from
Circulate where your mama live
Cause on instagram
You love to post all of your vids
Now I know where your bitch stay
Know where your homie stay
Know what time you drop off yo kids on a school day
You lucky I'm a muthafucking G
So I'm a go ahead and leave the kids out of this beef
I'm a get that muthafucka back
I'm a get that muthafucka back
Got a bullet with his name on it
I got a bullet with his name on it
I'm a get that muthafucka back
I'm a get that muthafucka back
Dear lord, forgive me for my sins
Dear lord, forgive me for my sins
Waiting for the right time, the right spot
No witness around to report any gunshots
I can't afford another muthafucking strike
Cause this time they really gon give me life
So I sit and plot how to get away
No fingerprints on a bullet casings
Leaving a trace
No cellphone on me when I do the mission
Cause the GPS it'll have you pinging in the section
The courtroom will do about anything
To convince that white jury that you guilty
"Oh you a gangsta with tattoos and your cellphone was there
Oh yeah playboy, you through"
They lock you up for life and throw away the key
That's why I planned this right here like a masterpiece
The whip I'm in got no license plates on
No DNA, cause all my hair I shaved it off
I'm a get that muthafucka back
I'm a get that muthafucka back
Got a bullet with his name on it
I got a bullet with his name on it
I'm a get that muthafucka back
I'm a get that muthafucka back
Dear lord, forgive me for my sins
Dear lord, forgive me for my sins
A couple weeks have done passed by
This guy think everything back to normal, peaceful and all good
He don't know I got em where I fucking want em
A few hours boy I swear he a fucking goner
Brainwashed my lil side bitch to set him up
She said she'll do anything just to prove her love
To keep it real I don't even care about her
She not my type
Always filling up her nose with powder
When we fuck, I tell everything she wanna hear
Tell her that I love her when I whisper in her ear
Call that chump tell him meet in a hotel near
Tippy toe sneak and I proceed with the kill
I'm out of patience and my trigger finger itching
My nerves way off the roof
Building from the tension
Creep behind
Put a bullet in his fucking head
Kill the bitch too, leaving no witnesses
I'm a get that muthafucka back
I'm a get that muthafucka back
Got a bullet with his name on it
I got a bullet with his name on it
I'm a get that muthafucka back
I'm a get that muthafucka back
Dear lord, forgive me for my sins
Dear lord, forgive me for my sins
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Writer(s): Byron Castillo
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