I'm Back
Im back, for real
If It feels like im back and I never left
Then you like half correct cause im back but I never left
I even let y'all pick up the slack behind me go fetch
Always a couple dudes that I don't know bashing me through the text
Its probably cause I got their ex, and their next, and the rest
Put all the money in the world on me if we are placing bets
College dropout, im chasing dreams over taking tests
Bring the mops out, cause imma sweep who wants to place me in chess
And my time is invested to me myself and my family
And the circle im friends with I already said it they family
And im ready for the game I know how wild this shit can be
Y'all got one foot in the jungle you out here looking like Bambis
You think you got some girls but its after they drown in brandi
You keep saying she a whole meal
To me she just some candy
I could find her every row when im about to check out
And when I go to Morocco I hope my tickets sell out
Hope my tickets sell out? Just being real to you I know they will
Im tryna bring the bag-in, go on journeys just like Frodo will
When they taking pictures of me I hope that the photos still
Yeah, then we can keep it in the photo reel
Theres no place like home I touch my heels and then they know the deal
Man my flow is sick as a dog im feeling Toto ill
Your girlfriends a hog, goin up and down just like yo-yos will
With all these females "typing" to me it gave me the "proto" feel
Combining forms of myself to create an animal
I eat beats and I eat rappers like Hannibal
They all try to be like me but I know its not tangible
Night and day im writing these words to spit out my mandible
This shit feeling flammable
You rappers are annual
You one good song a year rappers, I shift the game like manual
And honestly this shit came automatic to me
Im on demand these haters still tryna Bring static to me
You cable rappers, only watch y'all when we have to be
Its not just solving puzzles its finding the masterpiece
Do that shit a thousand times and you still won't be half of me
These people fuckin blind the others see its happening
I'll run it like Forrest Gump, ill count money like Forrest Mars
The whole team is gettin lump sums and riding in foreign cars
Your girl tell me that she want some but she don't know where you are
I fly her down to ocean fronts
She go down on me on the boulevard
Good to be back
I aint leaving
If It feels like im back and I never left
Then you like half correct cause im back but I never left
I even let y'all pick up the slack behind me go fetch
Always a couple dudes that I don't know bashing me through the text
Its probably cause I got their ex, and their next, and the rest
Put all the money in the world on me if we are placing bets
College dropout, im chasing dreams over taking tests
Bring the mops out, cause imma sweep who wants to place me in chess
And my time is invested to me myself and my family
And the circle im friends with I already said it they family
And im ready for the game I know how wild this shit can be
Y'all got one foot in the jungle you out here looking like Bambis
You think you got some girls but its after they drown in brandi
You keep saying she a whole meal
To me she just some candy
I could find her every row when im about to check out
And when I go to Morocco I hope my tickets sell out
Hope my tickets sell out? Just being real to you I know they will
Im tryna bring the bag-in, go on journeys just like Frodo will
When they taking pictures of me I hope that the photos still
Yeah, then we can keep it in the photo reel
Theres no place like home I touch my heels and then they know the deal
Man my flow is sick as a dog im feeling Toto ill
Your girlfriends a hog, goin up and down just like yo-yos will
With all these females "typing" to me it gave me the "proto" feel
Combining forms of myself to create an animal
I eat beats and I eat rappers like Hannibal
They all try to be like me but I know its not tangible
Night and day im writing these words to spit out my mandible
This shit feeling flammable
You rappers are annual
You one good song a year rappers, I shift the game like manual
And honestly this shit came automatic to me
Im on demand these haters still tryna Bring static to me
You cable rappers, only watch y'all when we have to be
Its not just solving puzzles its finding the masterpiece
Do that shit a thousand times and you still won't be half of me
These people fuckin blind the others see its happening
I'll run it like Forrest Gump, ill count money like Forrest Mars
The whole team is gettin lump sums and riding in foreign cars
Your girl tell me that she want some but she don't know where you are
I fly her down to ocean fronts
She go down on me on the boulevard
Good to be back
I aint leaving
Credits
Writer(s): Ricky Lanigan
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