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Back at it
Back at it

I went from chillin' in the background
To hot as fuckin' Sac town
Villain fitting to cash out
Finally faded passed out fool
Heavily medicated I came from
Addicts of stronger things
I got my family they got my spine
I know if you don't bitch so quit ya lying
Blowin' that smoke til you catch on fire
It ain't goina happen just stick to the captions
Posers keep posting you actors keep acting
I don't need a photo to show you my motives
For really I do this desire to
Hold it down
Hip
Hop
Sup
Yeah
Put the funk in the function not stressing bout nothing
Blue skies or rain clouds Imma stay up when I break down
Like its nothin'
Turned something
Thats alchemy or I'm bluffing
Crosshairs on the big chair and a vice grip on the crown
On site when I get there to anyone that's around
I'm here to kick down doors there ain't no frame safe
Hit my zone had to find my brain
Top notch shit
Birds Empire State

Back at it
Back at it



Credits
Writer(s): Weston Bennion
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