Once Again
Once again
I lit this bitch up once again, once again, once again
Shit, I'm born again
Free like the wind, hah, taheh
Zone three 'Pac, with the squad, '03 ROC
And we don't see blocks, where we not gon' see cops
Call a police opp (why?) 'Cause police opps
If he turn on lights, gotta eat the blunt fo' we stop
Nigga don't want no problems, we gon' mop him
Gon' mob on that bitch on sight, just like a blog, don't involve us
Don't want them hands
My nigga Greg had them hands so they killed him, fuck
Finna jugg a Lyft
Since I just ran out of fucks to give
He pulling in now I'm mushing in, with all my friends
We ain't never had shit so we all gon' tag in
Once again, shit
Gotta put my folks on once I'm in, fuck you meant?
Once again, but if I wanna win
I gotta split
But the three beggin' me to stay
Melodies helping me escape
If I leave, if I leap away
Promise things will always be the same
Yeah, big dog, ain't worked a job in a minute
I been jogging and living up in Cobb with my niggas
Ain't got no time to be involved in some shit
That don't evolve me, so really you can call if you miss me
And the Southside, still my home, but I'm really
In the zone, you can still hit my phone if you near me
You can stop by, but not too long 'cause I'm busy
Writing songs 'til I'm dizzy, eyes closed, seeing visions
'Til it's real, once again
I swear I seen this shit before but now I see it
Once again
This time it's real, this time it's real
Once again, once ag-
I lit this bitch up once again, once again, once again
Shit, I'm born again
Free like the wind, hah, taheh
Zone three 'Pac, with the squad, '03 ROC
And we don't see blocks, where we not gon' see cops
Call a police opp (why?) 'Cause police opps
If he turn on lights, gotta eat the blunt fo' we stop
Nigga don't want no problems, we gon' mop him
Gon' mob on that bitch on sight, just like a blog, don't involve us
Don't want them hands
My nigga Greg had them hands so they killed him, fuck
Finna jugg a Lyft
Since I just ran out of fucks to give
He pulling in now I'm mushing in, with all my friends
We ain't never had shit so we all gon' tag in
Once again, shit
Gotta put my folks on once I'm in, fuck you meant?
Once again, but if I wanna win
I gotta split
But the three beggin' me to stay
Melodies helping me escape
If I leave, if I leap away
Promise things will always be the same
Yeah, big dog, ain't worked a job in a minute
I been jogging and living up in Cobb with my niggas
Ain't got no time to be involved in some shit
That don't evolve me, so really you can call if you miss me
And the Southside, still my home, but I'm really
In the zone, you can still hit my phone if you near me
You can stop by, but not too long 'cause I'm busy
Writing songs 'til I'm dizzy, eyes closed, seeing visions
'Til it's real, once again
I swear I seen this shit before but now I see it
Once again
This time it's real, this time it's real
Once again, once ag-
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Writer(s): John Benson Sebastian, Darryl Pittman, Anthony Cruz
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