Back At It
Runnin' through the pain tryna find myself again
Roll another plain tell my self ill be okay
Wish I could refrain, and turn your hate away
I was is in a place, just chillin' in the rain
Drown it everyday, turn my lungs into stains
I can not escape but a nigga in the game
Gunna say you changed cuz you had your own thang
So when your phone rang, all you gotta say
Yah im back at it, runnin through the storm
Like a crack addict, always out the norm
Call it fantistic, like im with the four
I got GOAT habits, cuz I always score
Had to work at it, spent nights on the floor
Like a dope addict, always wantin more
Turn to a savage, never seen before
Like you backpackin, life is too endure
Remember I had it, with being torn
Of really what mattered, from way before
Had to find answers, put down the four
Had to have it, emptied out my soul
Got me dream catchin, Satan lookin poor
God be matchin, cuz I laid it on the floor
Diamonds dancin, ice cream with the skor
Black magic, found the light to the door
So
Never cross me out my shoes, got em laced for the jump ya
Too many times been misused, heart in pain by the thump ya
Balanced like calypso tunes, Mima used to bump ya
Been bumped and bruised, now I'm like stump yah
Can't cut my roots, do it for the love ya
Do it for the jewels, hold it for these yutes ya
Niggas cappin truth, never can they know ya
How I pulled thru, thats two cents for you yah
Never cross me out my shoes, got em laced for the jump ya
Too many times been misused, heart in pain by the thump ya
Balanced like calypso tunes, Mima used to bump ya
Been bumped and bruised, now I'm like stump yah
Can't cut my roots, do it for the love ya
Do it for the jewels, hold it for these yutes ya
Niggas cappin truth, never can they know ya
How I pulled thru, thats two cents for you
Runnin' through the pain tryna find myself again
Roll another plain tell my self ill be okay
Wish I could refrain, and turn your hate away
I was is in a place, just chillin' in the rain
Drown it everyday, turn my lungs into stains
I can not escape but a nigga in the game
Gunna say you changed cuz you had your own thang
So when your phone rang, all you gotta say
Yeah I'm Back At It
Yeah I'm back At It
So, Never cross me out my shoes, got em laced for the jump ya
Too many times been misused, heart in pain by the thump ya
Balanced like calypso tunes, Mima used to bump ya
Been bumped and bruised, now I'm like stump yah
Can't cut my roots, do it for the love ya
Do it for the jewels, hold it for these yutes ya
Niggas cappin truth, never can they know ya
How I pulled thru, thats two cents for you yah
Never cross me out my shoes, got em laced for the jump ya
Too many times been misused, heart in pain by the thump ya
Balanced like calypso tunes, Mima used to bump ya
Been bumped and bruised, now I'm like stump yah
Can't cut my roots, do it for the love ya
Do it for the jewels, hold it for these yutes ya
Niggas cappin truth, never can they know ya
How I pulled thru, thats two cents for you yah
Roll another plain tell my self ill be okay
Wish I could refrain, and turn your hate away
I was is in a place, just chillin' in the rain
Drown it everyday, turn my lungs into stains
I can not escape but a nigga in the game
Gunna say you changed cuz you had your own thang
So when your phone rang, all you gotta say
Yah im back at it, runnin through the storm
Like a crack addict, always out the norm
Call it fantistic, like im with the four
I got GOAT habits, cuz I always score
Had to work at it, spent nights on the floor
Like a dope addict, always wantin more
Turn to a savage, never seen before
Like you backpackin, life is too endure
Remember I had it, with being torn
Of really what mattered, from way before
Had to find answers, put down the four
Had to have it, emptied out my soul
Got me dream catchin, Satan lookin poor
God be matchin, cuz I laid it on the floor
Diamonds dancin, ice cream with the skor
Black magic, found the light to the door
So
Never cross me out my shoes, got em laced for the jump ya
Too many times been misused, heart in pain by the thump ya
Balanced like calypso tunes, Mima used to bump ya
Been bumped and bruised, now I'm like stump yah
Can't cut my roots, do it for the love ya
Do it for the jewels, hold it for these yutes ya
Niggas cappin truth, never can they know ya
How I pulled thru, thats two cents for you yah
Never cross me out my shoes, got em laced for the jump ya
Too many times been misused, heart in pain by the thump ya
Balanced like calypso tunes, Mima used to bump ya
Been bumped and bruised, now I'm like stump yah
Can't cut my roots, do it for the love ya
Do it for the jewels, hold it for these yutes ya
Niggas cappin truth, never can they know ya
How I pulled thru, thats two cents for you
Runnin' through the pain tryna find myself again
Roll another plain tell my self ill be okay
Wish I could refrain, and turn your hate away
I was is in a place, just chillin' in the rain
Drown it everyday, turn my lungs into stains
I can not escape but a nigga in the game
Gunna say you changed cuz you had your own thang
So when your phone rang, all you gotta say
Yeah I'm Back At It
Yeah I'm back At It
So, Never cross me out my shoes, got em laced for the jump ya
Too many times been misused, heart in pain by the thump ya
Balanced like calypso tunes, Mima used to bump ya
Been bumped and bruised, now I'm like stump yah
Can't cut my roots, do it for the love ya
Do it for the jewels, hold it for these yutes ya
Niggas cappin truth, never can they know ya
How I pulled thru, thats two cents for you yah
Never cross me out my shoes, got em laced for the jump ya
Too many times been misused, heart in pain by the thump ya
Balanced like calypso tunes, Mima used to bump ya
Been bumped and bruised, now I'm like stump yah
Can't cut my roots, do it for the love ya
Do it for the jewels, hold it for these yutes ya
Niggas cappin truth, never can they know ya
How I pulled thru, thats two cents for you yah
Credits
Writer(s): Kamryn Sandiford
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