Fall Back
Had to change plans reprogram I couldn't give up
I done seen Niggas turn they back and hoes switch up
When shit got real some of these niggas ain't pick up
Now we got it Brackin Niggas claiming that they with us
All bad you are not my dawg I need all cash
Gang in this bitch and we sliding through in all black
How the hell you pimping you ain't knowing where your broad at
I been bumping Suga Free Too short and all that
Your bitch did you wrong and you crawled back
We are not the same at all I wouldn't call back
Naw I might miss that hoe let me fall back
But still gotta keep that shit P can't get off track
I been in the trenches I don't know where y'all at
Shout a fiend out on the gram that's a dog tag
I ain't bring no clothes for this trip where the mall at
You ain't live life like I did you can't talk that
Still finna pop my shit I got to say
I don't care how much bread I get it's still more to make
I ain't punching in I get a bag when I tour the states
I ain't worried bout a gig fuck storage space
Put a opp block on first 48
Go on the run and drop diss songs for 40 days
Niggas outside suited up they say they wanna play
Niggas throwed off mind gone like Norman Bates
Ay, if its no business it's no plans at all
Too grown to move around this bitch with no bands involved
How you get a bag and ain't fuck with your mans at all
We too locked in on the set we can't stand with y'all
You don't even practice what you preach who answer y'all
My text turned off I don't really even answer calls
I do what I want have you ever been the man at all
Nobody ever seen you in yo bag you Santa Claus
If it's up then its stuck even my gun take adderall
If we sliding through that bitch I tell bro turn the cameras off
We don't move how you Niggas move we ain't fans of y'all
Y'all weird to me, that's why I'm always standing off
Had to change plans reprogram I couldn't give up
I done seen Niggas turn they back and hoes switch up
When shit got real some of these niggas ain't pick up
Now we got it Brackin Niggas claiming that they with us
All bad you are not my dawg I need all cash
Gang in this bitch and we sliding through in all black
How the hell you pimping you ain't knowing where broad at
I been bumping Suga Free Too short and all that
I done seen Niggas turn they back and hoes switch up
When shit got real some of these niggas ain't pick up
Now we got it Brackin Niggas claiming that they with us
All bad you are not my dawg I need all cash
Gang in this bitch and we sliding through in all black
How the hell you pimping you ain't knowing where your broad at
I been bumping Suga Free Too short and all that
Your bitch did you wrong and you crawled back
We are not the same at all I wouldn't call back
Naw I might miss that hoe let me fall back
But still gotta keep that shit P can't get off track
I been in the trenches I don't know where y'all at
Shout a fiend out on the gram that's a dog tag
I ain't bring no clothes for this trip where the mall at
You ain't live life like I did you can't talk that
Still finna pop my shit I got to say
I don't care how much bread I get it's still more to make
I ain't punching in I get a bag when I tour the states
I ain't worried bout a gig fuck storage space
Put a opp block on first 48
Go on the run and drop diss songs for 40 days
Niggas outside suited up they say they wanna play
Niggas throwed off mind gone like Norman Bates
Ay, if its no business it's no plans at all
Too grown to move around this bitch with no bands involved
How you get a bag and ain't fuck with your mans at all
We too locked in on the set we can't stand with y'all
You don't even practice what you preach who answer y'all
My text turned off I don't really even answer calls
I do what I want have you ever been the man at all
Nobody ever seen you in yo bag you Santa Claus
If it's up then its stuck even my gun take adderall
If we sliding through that bitch I tell bro turn the cameras off
We don't move how you Niggas move we ain't fans of y'all
Y'all weird to me, that's why I'm always standing off
Had to change plans reprogram I couldn't give up
I done seen Niggas turn they back and hoes switch up
When shit got real some of these niggas ain't pick up
Now we got it Brackin Niggas claiming that they with us
All bad you are not my dawg I need all cash
Gang in this bitch and we sliding through in all black
How the hell you pimping you ain't knowing where broad at
I been bumping Suga Free Too short and all that
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Writer(s): Santrez Jackson
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