Bounce Back
Ayy, turn that bitch up, Glory
Uh, uh
Cashlova, that's who steppin' for me, huannn
Nolaboy, wassam
Was taught to get it how you live gotta bounce back
If a nigga kill your potna, you gon' spin back
Too committed to the game, I don't care what they say
I'll never change on my dawgs, we was never the same
I'm from a city where we bash and we lynch rats
Where niggas hate, put a bullet in you for speakin' facts
If it's true
But fuck it, I got somethin' to prove
They don't wanna be you
They don't wanna smoke with you, dude
I'm on the block with a couple cats
But they ain't kitten, if you touch me, push your shit back
Couple niggas speakin' facts for some double taps
You can spit that real shit, but you ain't livin' that
Like Master P, my niggas bout that, ain't no limits to that
Only 'rillas in my circle, I don't fuck with no rats
CL, that's what I'm reppin', I don't need no pass
Name stamped around that nine, got it on my tats
Back in the day, if you get popped, you just shake back
Nowadays, niggas tellin', gettin' popped for some stacks
It be your own potnas get to stabbin' your back
When it's beef, we want it all
We ain't raisin' no flag
Ape my dawg, Cashlovas, that's my niggas for real
Sendin' Melly on the blitz and he a menace foreal
Niggas speakin' on that gang, I guess we poppin' foreal
Comin' straight across that water, if it's really for real
Was taught to get it how you live, gotta bounce back
If a nigga kill your potna, you gon' spin back
Too committed to the game, I don't care what they say
I'll never change on my dawgs, we was never the same
I'm from a city where we bash and we lynch rats
Where niggas hate, put a bullet in you for speakin' facts
If it's true
But fuck it, I got somethin' to prove
They don't wanna be you
They don't wanna smoke with you, dude
A lot of people say I owe 'em, I don't owe 'em a thing
A lot of people say I'm pussy, but they can't prove a thing
My name good in every hood, and I stand on my ten
Thuggin' with the same clique, we don't do no new friends
Everybody ain't your potna, gotta watch who you feed
My mind on me and these mills, I've been chasin' my dreams
Cashlova, standin' tall, ain't no bitches with me
I ain't gotta say a word, them 'rillas steppin' bout me
Had to cut some niggas off, they ain't matchin' my worth
Bad bitch, she got them racks, and I love when she twerk
Nolaboy in the pound with my same dawgs
On my momma, zip that boy behind my damn dawgs
I remember back then, it was me and my brother
Made a promise to my nigga, we wouldn't change on each other
He turned fed, now it's up everytime we see each other, Now it's up everytime we see each other, my nigga
Was taught to get it how you live, gotta bounce back
If a nigga kill your potna, you gon' spin back
Too committed to the game, I don't care what they say
I'll never change on my dawgs, we was never the same
I'm from a city where we bash and we lynch rats
Where niggas hate, put a bullet in you for speakin' facts
If it's true
But fuck it, I got somethin' to prove
They don't wanna be you
They don't wanna smoke with you, dude
Was taught to get it how you, was taught to
Was taught to get it how you live
Gotta, gotta, gotta bounce back
Gotta bounce back
Yeah
Cashlova
Cashlova
Uh, uh
Cashlova, that's who steppin' for me, huannn
Nolaboy, wassam
Was taught to get it how you live gotta bounce back
If a nigga kill your potna, you gon' spin back
Too committed to the game, I don't care what they say
I'll never change on my dawgs, we was never the same
I'm from a city where we bash and we lynch rats
Where niggas hate, put a bullet in you for speakin' facts
If it's true
But fuck it, I got somethin' to prove
They don't wanna be you
They don't wanna smoke with you, dude
I'm on the block with a couple cats
But they ain't kitten, if you touch me, push your shit back
Couple niggas speakin' facts for some double taps
You can spit that real shit, but you ain't livin' that
Like Master P, my niggas bout that, ain't no limits to that
Only 'rillas in my circle, I don't fuck with no rats
CL, that's what I'm reppin', I don't need no pass
Name stamped around that nine, got it on my tats
Back in the day, if you get popped, you just shake back
Nowadays, niggas tellin', gettin' popped for some stacks
It be your own potnas get to stabbin' your back
When it's beef, we want it all
We ain't raisin' no flag
Ape my dawg, Cashlovas, that's my niggas for real
Sendin' Melly on the blitz and he a menace foreal
Niggas speakin' on that gang, I guess we poppin' foreal
Comin' straight across that water, if it's really for real
Was taught to get it how you live, gotta bounce back
If a nigga kill your potna, you gon' spin back
Too committed to the game, I don't care what they say
I'll never change on my dawgs, we was never the same
I'm from a city where we bash and we lynch rats
Where niggas hate, put a bullet in you for speakin' facts
If it's true
But fuck it, I got somethin' to prove
They don't wanna be you
They don't wanna smoke with you, dude
A lot of people say I owe 'em, I don't owe 'em a thing
A lot of people say I'm pussy, but they can't prove a thing
My name good in every hood, and I stand on my ten
Thuggin' with the same clique, we don't do no new friends
Everybody ain't your potna, gotta watch who you feed
My mind on me and these mills, I've been chasin' my dreams
Cashlova, standin' tall, ain't no bitches with me
I ain't gotta say a word, them 'rillas steppin' bout me
Had to cut some niggas off, they ain't matchin' my worth
Bad bitch, she got them racks, and I love when she twerk
Nolaboy in the pound with my same dawgs
On my momma, zip that boy behind my damn dawgs
I remember back then, it was me and my brother
Made a promise to my nigga, we wouldn't change on each other
He turned fed, now it's up everytime we see each other, Now it's up everytime we see each other, my nigga
Was taught to get it how you live, gotta bounce back
If a nigga kill your potna, you gon' spin back
Too committed to the game, I don't care what they say
I'll never change on my dawgs, we was never the same
I'm from a city where we bash and we lynch rats
Where niggas hate, put a bullet in you for speakin' facts
If it's true
But fuck it, I got somethin' to prove
They don't wanna be you
They don't wanna smoke with you, dude
Was taught to get it how you, was taught to
Was taught to get it how you live
Gotta, gotta, gotta bounce back
Gotta bounce back
Yeah
Cashlova
Cashlova
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Writer(s): Jorey Pannia
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