Back On Me
Uh
Yeah
I swear half the time I don't even trust myself
Be damned if I trust you niggas
That's word
Ain't gotta get all animated
We just talking
Yo
Auntie said they don't hear me thou
I felt that
Struggled tryna tutor you losers, so I just fell back
Talk a good game, but the hustle y'all done failed at
Over step the yola and soda that bubble fell flat
Success is the scent I'm dripping in, you smell that
Doing dirt for doughly fake homies can run and tell that
Snakes will do you in over the minimal wins
It's pivotal when they risk your friendship over the simplest sins
Nibbling on the hands providing the vittles
Leads you to the same fate they make to rabid dogs locked up in kennels
Catch a shot from the 30
Them shooters carry the kittles
Will leave you laid in the spital, over allot or a little
It's funny cause I'm tryna protect my serenity
Still gotta keep an eye on my enemies
Niggas call me bro like they kin to me gotta be kidding me
Paranoid cause for the right price they'll put an end to me
It's crazy
In this game gotta keep your face poker
Keep your friends close, still they might ghost ya
It's a thin line between love and hate
So train your third eye how to spot the fakes
That's why I only trust the man in the mirror
That's why my plan's much clearer
So much clearer
And I know
He will never turn his back on me
Cause I'll never turn my back on me
No, no, no
Shit, I'mma be honest
The only people I trust is the Lord and my mommy
Cause I done been with niggas that brought swords to the drama
And yesterday they was ready for war like Osama
Now today these niggas is selling more hope than Obama
But even the Lord's prayer can't save a thug from the Llama
Cause when you living wrong it ain't no ducking the karma
Cause these niggas you ran up on is ready to run up and harm ya
My nigga
Don't let these nothing bitches out smart you
And if you a lover, be careful who you lending your heart to
Cause these heffers will play you out right from the start
They know how to build you up and then tear you apart
Nigga trust me
The hardest thing is trusting
The easiest is thrusting
The most fulfilling is busting
And that's because of the lusting
Before all of the fussing, the fighting and cussing
So sign them prenups B
In this game gotta keep your face poker
Keep your friends close, still they might ghost ya
It's a thin line between love and hate
So train your third eye how to spot the fakes
That's why I only trust the man in the mirror
That's why my plan's much clearer
So much clearer
And I know
He will never turn his back on me
Cause I'll never turn my back on me
No, no, no
When it was my uncle, I was with my uncle
When it was Marlo, I was with him
But now nigga
What the fuck you do that for
Now we short the 9
Uh
Feeling like you cursed cause fam will flim flam you first
Let'em getaway with murder, watch'em slim jim your Hearst
Win and witness wicked women thirst, and jealous niggas strategize
Plottin' on your profits like what's prophesied in Malachi
Traitors tried to rob me blind and didn't even bat an eye
Tried to butcher and batter my name, a shame but I'm not surprised
For clout and attention, niggas turned out to be bitches
Working to cause my descension all cause they lacking vision
It's sickening
Sad and depressing, you got your bag but I'm guessing
That my success got you stressing
How my blessing gon block your blessings
When relatives wish you ain't have a pot to piss in
The ratios of real to fake is relatively nonexistent
Quit yo bitching, get yo chicken
You got cruel intentions then keep yo distance
Don't make yo exit over something senseless
Pressure from the trenches made us solid, ain't no fold in us
Phonies claim they diamonds but yo kind is more Zirconia nigga
That was for Joe
This sentimental motherfucker just cost us money
Yeah
I swear half the time I don't even trust myself
Be damned if I trust you niggas
That's word
Ain't gotta get all animated
We just talking
Yo
Auntie said they don't hear me thou
I felt that
Struggled tryna tutor you losers, so I just fell back
Talk a good game, but the hustle y'all done failed at
Over step the yola and soda that bubble fell flat
Success is the scent I'm dripping in, you smell that
Doing dirt for doughly fake homies can run and tell that
Snakes will do you in over the minimal wins
It's pivotal when they risk your friendship over the simplest sins
Nibbling on the hands providing the vittles
Leads you to the same fate they make to rabid dogs locked up in kennels
Catch a shot from the 30
Them shooters carry the kittles
Will leave you laid in the spital, over allot or a little
It's funny cause I'm tryna protect my serenity
Still gotta keep an eye on my enemies
Niggas call me bro like they kin to me gotta be kidding me
Paranoid cause for the right price they'll put an end to me
It's crazy
In this game gotta keep your face poker
Keep your friends close, still they might ghost ya
It's a thin line between love and hate
So train your third eye how to spot the fakes
That's why I only trust the man in the mirror
That's why my plan's much clearer
So much clearer
And I know
He will never turn his back on me
Cause I'll never turn my back on me
No, no, no
Shit, I'mma be honest
The only people I trust is the Lord and my mommy
Cause I done been with niggas that brought swords to the drama
And yesterday they was ready for war like Osama
Now today these niggas is selling more hope than Obama
But even the Lord's prayer can't save a thug from the Llama
Cause when you living wrong it ain't no ducking the karma
Cause these niggas you ran up on is ready to run up and harm ya
My nigga
Don't let these nothing bitches out smart you
And if you a lover, be careful who you lending your heart to
Cause these heffers will play you out right from the start
They know how to build you up and then tear you apart
Nigga trust me
The hardest thing is trusting
The easiest is thrusting
The most fulfilling is busting
And that's because of the lusting
Before all of the fussing, the fighting and cussing
So sign them prenups B
In this game gotta keep your face poker
Keep your friends close, still they might ghost ya
It's a thin line between love and hate
So train your third eye how to spot the fakes
That's why I only trust the man in the mirror
That's why my plan's much clearer
So much clearer
And I know
He will never turn his back on me
Cause I'll never turn my back on me
No, no, no
When it was my uncle, I was with my uncle
When it was Marlo, I was with him
But now nigga
What the fuck you do that for
Now we short the 9
Uh
Feeling like you cursed cause fam will flim flam you first
Let'em getaway with murder, watch'em slim jim your Hearst
Win and witness wicked women thirst, and jealous niggas strategize
Plottin' on your profits like what's prophesied in Malachi
Traitors tried to rob me blind and didn't even bat an eye
Tried to butcher and batter my name, a shame but I'm not surprised
For clout and attention, niggas turned out to be bitches
Working to cause my descension all cause they lacking vision
It's sickening
Sad and depressing, you got your bag but I'm guessing
That my success got you stressing
How my blessing gon block your blessings
When relatives wish you ain't have a pot to piss in
The ratios of real to fake is relatively nonexistent
Quit yo bitching, get yo chicken
You got cruel intentions then keep yo distance
Don't make yo exit over something senseless
Pressure from the trenches made us solid, ain't no fold in us
Phonies claim they diamonds but yo kind is more Zirconia nigga
That was for Joe
This sentimental motherfucker just cost us money
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Writer(s): Donald Foreman Jr.
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