I'm Back

I get to that money like first of the month
we came from bottom now we in the front
I cut that now I do what I want
I'm three while hitting the
4th down and we air it out never gone punt
was you thinking
Diamonds be shining got these blinking
Now they on my see me up a bag
Engine like King Kong I'm pulling up fast
I heard these was hating on me cuz I'm doing the that wish he mad
Came from he jungle my heart like a lion
Ptsd see my old dying
Ptsd watching they babies crying
And mama lie to em' like daddy he sleeping
But lil do she know man that young advanced
Just like his father he taking that chance
Find em' a plug now he bagging the re up he hit up his homies and trap to his mans
Go to school tucking that work in the vans
Walk through the hallway he feel like the man
was to litty until he scooped by the feds and now that boy up in a jam
Cut that off now my life going great
And I know that she still watching me on the gram
Down to my last I went cop me a eighth
I up so bad made that nickel a gram
Reaching for mine get em shot in his face
I leave that boy slaughtered like he was a lamb
Married that money I can't go on dates
So the next truck I'm grabbing I'm cashing that lamb
With that dark wit the chopper in it
If its big beef I load the whooper in it
Now the feds hate me cuz' they daughter play me in the car talking all improper with it
She talking all about that freak
Want hood boy a real street
It was me and cousin on the back deck split the up we both eat
I know I'm the hottest but ima be humble
Text me right that her cookie crumble
Point out that, give bag to hitter, he itching that trigger, cuz' we do not rumble
Never be running so why would I stumble
Stamp in the trap ask a If I fumble
Raised in the struggle it gave me my muscle I hop in my duffle now in trouble

Now I'm back, you was talking that, what I'm back, yea we can do that

I told moms I be back I went hit up the block
Plug calling my phone said he back wit the stock
I bought my first Jordan off selling that rock
And that gave me thrill tryna get to the top
You be capping tryna impress these h
That make start bidding on they bros
You be talking like y'all in the field
Soon as that jump then you gone fold
But let me get back to reality
Grandma call me today said that she proud of me
Told me to keep my head up on a swivel
I stood tall in the rain all the way till the drizzle
Run up and this FN on me shoot a missile
You so broke make them bad giggle
I'm balling on tryna get me a triple
I rock wit the gang money don't get in the middle
I know I'm the hottest but ima be humble
Text me right that her cookie crumble
Point out that, give bag to hitter, he itching that trigger, cuz' we do not rumble
Never be running so why would I stumble
Stamp in the trap ask a If I fumble
Raised in the struggle it gave me my muscle I hop in my duffle now in trouble

Now I'm back, I'll get yo wack, you was talking that
What I'm back, yea we can do that