Backlash
I am so done with you, Lexani (Yeah, yeah)
So far above these niggas, might just talk to God (Talk to God)
Always dressed this way, now they dress like me, like oh my God! (Oh my God!)
Never was your homie, that was a façade lil nigga (Nah, foreal)
I don't need recognition, no I don't need no applause lil nigga (No applaud)
Why you still got 501s, my jeans they'll be Ricks dawg (They'll be Ricks)
I don't be doin' a lot of talkin', I don't be with the politics, nah (Politicin')
Top floor boss, many ways to get a profit (Get a profit)
He talkin' shit, now he a pack, when we run out that exotic (That exotic)
Bet that nigga would fold up, if he tried the things I've done (Things I've done)
Ain't got time for friends, I want that money, ain't got time for fun (Ain't got time)
Might as well take a pic, the way you starin', we got a problem? (It's a problem)
I got the girl of his dreams, and now that problem, we gon' solve 'em (We gon' solve 'em)
The envy evident, swear I seen that shit (Seen that shit)
They in the same town they grew up in, why these niggas think they rich? (Think they rich)
I seen 75 bands lil nigga, you'd never see that shit (Never see)
I know you hatin' from a distance, while your rent, gon' be my fit (Be my fit)
You can see I'm havin' motion, could get scripts, like doctors (Doctors)
He got hit, in his back, that might fix his posture (Posture)
Want the backlash, want it all, while a nigga reach new heights (Want it all)
Swear this life is meant for me, I seen so much rainy nights (Rainy nights)
So far above these niggas, might just talk to God (Talk to God)
Always dressed this way, now they dress like me, like oh my God! (Oh my God!)
Never was your homie, that was a façade lil nigga (Nah, foreal)
I don't need recognition, no I don't need no applause lil nigga (No applaud)
Why you still got 501s, my jeans they'll be Ricks dawg (They'll be Ricks)
I don't be doin' a lot of talkin', I don't be with the politics, nah (Politicin')
Top floor boss, many ways to get a profit (Get a profit)
He talkin' shit, now he a pack, when we run out that exotic (That exotic, yeah, yeah)
So far above these niggas, might just talk to God (Talk to God)
Always dressed this way, now they dress like me, like oh my God! (Oh my God!)
Never was your homie, that was a façade lil nigga (Nah, foreal)
I don't need recognition, no I don't need no applause lil nigga (No applaud)
Why you still got 501s, my jeans they'll be Ricks dawg (They'll be Ricks)
I don't be doin' a lot of talkin', I don't be with the politics, nah (Politicin')
Top floor boss, many ways to get a profit (Get a profit)
He talkin' shit, now he a pack, when we run out that exotic (That exotic)
Bet that nigga would fold up, if he tried the things I've done (Things I've done)
Ain't got time for friends, I want that money, ain't got time for fun (Ain't got time)
Might as well take a pic, the way you starin', we got a problem? (It's a problem)
I got the girl of his dreams, and now that problem, we gon' solve 'em (We gon' solve 'em)
The envy evident, swear I seen that shit (Seen that shit)
They in the same town they grew up in, why these niggas think they rich? (Think they rich)
I seen 75 bands lil nigga, you'd never see that shit (Never see)
I know you hatin' from a distance, while your rent, gon' be my fit (Be my fit)
You can see I'm havin' motion, could get scripts, like doctors (Doctors)
He got hit, in his back, that might fix his posture (Posture)
Want the backlash, want it all, while a nigga reach new heights (Want it all)
Swear this life is meant for me, I seen so much rainy nights (Rainy nights)
So far above these niggas, might just talk to God (Talk to God)
Always dressed this way, now they dress like me, like oh my God! (Oh my God!)
Never was your homie, that was a façade lil nigga (Nah, foreal)
I don't need recognition, no I don't need no applause lil nigga (No applaud)
Why you still got 501s, my jeans they'll be Ricks dawg (They'll be Ricks)
I don't be doin' a lot of talkin', I don't be with the politics, nah (Politicin')
Top floor boss, many ways to get a profit (Get a profit)
He talkin' shit, now he a pack, when we run out that exotic (That exotic, yeah, yeah)
Credits
Writer(s): Osiris Teeman
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