LookBack

Sitting down had to look back at all the shit i been thru
Same ones used to dap you up be the ones who go against you
Blow away my memories like i write em with a pencil
Never let em treat u like u just a
Utensil
Kept this shit in the vault ima drop this shit just like a missile
Respect me like a man i ain't that boy in the middle
Fake becoming real it starting sound like a riddle
Damn i wish twelve never caught me with that pistol

Tired of these lies they telling, rise up, propel em
I don't fuck with you or yo homie go run and tell em
Keep my circle pumped up, we ride like we michelin
In the game i'm locked in like i kept on retwisting em
Here to stay ain't popping in they taking pics and cropping in
I don't need no shot of henn im all good if the broccoli in
Popping shit like a microwave Had the trap jumping in my michael j's
Surfs up better ride the wave Tsunami drip get splashed away

I don't got no time for no hater you can catch me later
On a route heading straight to the paper had pull some capers
Twelve pull up on the scene, disappear like vapor
Together like a stapler only sticking to the paper
Forever we gone ball, we stand tall till the very end
Know this shit fucked up, in this world can't trust your own kin
Dreaming of a million getting woke up for role call
Mother fuck the system ima abide by my own laws
How another man gone have the power to throw someone's life away
Always got a point to prove never think about the price you pay
MCM mind chasing money from monday to sunday
This no joke, these hoes broke, getting scooped up like a sundae
Get it how you live it, play it smart and stack yo digits
Chips like master p in the mall, splurging with no limit
Ima break the law, this shit ain't sweet like a lemon
I don't give a damn what you think, i'm focused on these women
How yo head come with two face? ripleys can't believe it
Pretty face, with a slim waist but inside a demon
That just goes to show you how looks can be deceiving
I can't thank enough for all the blessings i receiving
Stuck somewhere between good and bad can't stress bout what u could of had
Need to focus on a bigger bag, a new whip that can do the dash
I've been living my life fast that's all gas pray i don't crash
Ball hard like steve nash in ot make that bitch splash

Sitting down had to look back at all the shit i been thru
Same ones used to dap you up be the ones who go against you
Blow away my memories like i write em with a pencil
Never let em treat u like u just a
Utensil
Kept this shit in the vault ima drop this shit just like a missile
Respect me like a man i ain't that boy in the middle
Fake becoming real it starting sound like a riddle
Damn i wish twelve never caught me with that pistol