Back Against The Wall
Back against the wall what you finna do
Stare at my glock thinking bout shit that i dont wanna do
Cant even look to tell my granddad what im going thru
Eviction notice on my do'
Bro was fresh up out the pen
Cant show em nothing new
Put all i got into this fucking stu
Cause it seem like only music gonna save me in this 252
No worries now i aint got shit to lose
Cause all this trauma either going inna song
Or neighborhood near you
Dont let those words put no fear in you
If you really bout it bout it
Stand on yours when im sliding thru
Homies down witcha they can die witchu
Cause dawg im straight up out that 9
East Caroline give a fuck bout you
Body somebody like its nothing new
Know that im grimey dirt that man
Show to his funeral
Kiss his momma on her cheek and dare his mans to shoot
Im letting everybody in
On shit a demon do
Cause im sick of imitations in my living room
Fake ass rappers acting like they really down to shoot
Ima good kid ima tell the truth
But i cant go out like no hoe
That just aint how i move
I got so many doubters talking
Got too much to prove
So im up working everytime another hit a snooze
Before ya jump up in this dirty game
Better know the rules
Got so many patients insistening im overdue
Tell you
Tribulations straight from 9 baby
Carolinafornicating
Tryna show the country kids some motivation
Double yo luck up my middle fingers
We got yo brother and the client got us on retainer (You in danger)
Kirko and kelly on the project way I make a banger
Woodpecker saved somebody son from
Beings hell's angel
Hope that heaven made a spot for grandma lil angel
Cause I dont know if ima make it
Back against the wall what you finna do
Stare at my glock thinking bout shit that i dont wanna do
Cant even look to tell my granddad what im going thru
Eviction notice on my do'
Bro was fresh up out the pen
Cant show em nothing new
Put all i got into this fucking stu
Cause it seem like only music gonna save me in this 252
No worries now i aint got shit to lose
Cause all this trauma either going inna song
Or neighborhood near you
Yea
You know, what I need every night and day
Stare at my glock thinking bout shit that i dont wanna do
Cant even look to tell my granddad what im going thru
Eviction notice on my do'
Bro was fresh up out the pen
Cant show em nothing new
Put all i got into this fucking stu
Cause it seem like only music gonna save me in this 252
No worries now i aint got shit to lose
Cause all this trauma either going inna song
Or neighborhood near you
Dont let those words put no fear in you
If you really bout it bout it
Stand on yours when im sliding thru
Homies down witcha they can die witchu
Cause dawg im straight up out that 9
East Caroline give a fuck bout you
Body somebody like its nothing new
Know that im grimey dirt that man
Show to his funeral
Kiss his momma on her cheek and dare his mans to shoot
Im letting everybody in
On shit a demon do
Cause im sick of imitations in my living room
Fake ass rappers acting like they really down to shoot
Ima good kid ima tell the truth
But i cant go out like no hoe
That just aint how i move
I got so many doubters talking
Got too much to prove
So im up working everytime another hit a snooze
Before ya jump up in this dirty game
Better know the rules
Got so many patients insistening im overdue
Tell you
Tribulations straight from 9 baby
Carolinafornicating
Tryna show the country kids some motivation
Double yo luck up my middle fingers
We got yo brother and the client got us on retainer (You in danger)
Kirko and kelly on the project way I make a banger
Woodpecker saved somebody son from
Beings hell's angel
Hope that heaven made a spot for grandma lil angel
Cause I dont know if ima make it
Back against the wall what you finna do
Stare at my glock thinking bout shit that i dont wanna do
Cant even look to tell my granddad what im going thru
Eviction notice on my do'
Bro was fresh up out the pen
Cant show em nothing new
Put all i got into this fucking stu
Cause it seem like only music gonna save me in this 252
No worries now i aint got shit to lose
Cause all this trauma either going inna song
Or neighborhood near you
Yea
You know, what I need every night and day
Credits
Writer(s): Quentin Davis
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