Back Soon
If I had a plane
I'd ball on you motherfuckers' till I'm outta range
Price on the Rollie and the Benz same thing
Crash land in the pussy girl strange things
If only I had a plane
If I had a plane
I'd ball on you motherfuckers' till I'm outta range
Price on the Rollie and the Benz same thing
Crash land in the pussy girl strange things
If only I had a plane
Tell em hold a sec we'd be back soon
Hold on a sec we'd be back soon
Tell em hold on a sec we'd be back soon
We'd back soon
Graduated from uni and went home
A young nigga came into Nigeria like tomorrow
Small Clinton of yesterday talking all grown
I had a lot of faith that the shit was gonna blow
I dropped my first mixtape with no promo
I dropped Hope For Sale a music video followed
Telling niggas I was lost and I didn't know where to go From Here
It didn't take long before I realized
That they wasn't fucking with this type of shit over here
You wanna have their ear please say what they can hear
You say you have a message but it's not very clear
Something about hope but why the fuck is it for sale
Law school Bar two they sent me down to Enugu like damn
What the hell
This wasn't part of the plan
I called my mum and told her mum that I'm sorry but I can't
Let me do my masters
Send me back to England
Then she told me whatever you do is doing well
It's life, you live, you learn
Mistakes are made, you fall you rise up
You wise up
Then I put the music to the side for the very first time
I made a lot friends
Law started to make sense
Second class killing niggas in they own shit
My boy Westcoast killing y'all with the hits
We got called to the bar I had to leave
What it's like to be here it feels broke man
No hoes all we've gat is this hopes man
Uhn
These bars these flows
No designer clothes just rebooks
Even though I gat a dream don't sleep on me folks
I could spell out half the shit the shit took
I'd be
Laying out the verses I'd be killing these hooks
Every line was designed from the heart the beat cold
Tell em hold a sec we'd be back soon
Hold on a sec we'd be back soon
Tell em hold on a sec we'd be back soon
We'd back soon
Tell em hold a sec we'd be back soon
Hold on a sec we'd be back soon
Tell em hold on a sec we'd be back soon
We'd back soon
Yeah
I've been muting the bitches on Twitter
It's your right to hoe around
But please save all it all shit for Insta
Like the porn pages
With real followers
But everybody keep them out the fucking conversation
You're welcome to the new Lauren hill miseducation
The GOAT conversation
The black boy station
The principle that power goes along with
Separation
Anytime you feel a type of way just tune in my station
Where we at dawg
Coldean lane
I could send you motherfucker to your coffin to your graves
In the journey to meeting the world this is my stage
In the journey to meeting the world this is the last phase
Everybody gotta learn to play they parts in this race
Trying to get to work on time but always showing up late
All that ass behind
Like what a behind waist
Your sweet chill pepper soup I just want a taste
And she probably only let me fuck cause I'm next up
Look Looking at my ex like damn we messed up
You shut the doors, you build a wall
The bridges burn, you take a turn
But time heals and you make the call
All I want is this world is a
A mind of my own a place a place to call home
Leave my mark on this hoe so the next Nigga know
Don't give who was here before I'm next up
What it's like to be here it feels broke man
No hoes all we've gat is this hopes man
Uhn
These bars these flows
No designer clothes just rebook
Even though I gat a dream don't sleep on me folks
I could
spell out half the shit the shit took
I'd be laying out the verses I'd be killing these hooks
Every line was designed from the heart the beat cold
I need a whole lot of money
Brand new clothes
Flashlight, camera, smile for the pic pose
Was supposed to be a secret but damn the bitch told
Quit tryna fuck around on Sunday we closed
Tell em hold a sec we'd be back soon
Hold on a sec we'd be back soon
Tell em hold on a sec we'd be back soon
We'd back soon
Tell em hold a sec we'd be back soon
Hold on a sec we'd be back soon
Tell em hold on a sec we'd be back soon
We'd back soon
If I had a plane
I'd ball on you motherfuckers' till I'm outta range
Price on the Rollie and the Benz same thing
Crash land in the pussy girl strange things
If only I had a plane
I'd ball on you motherfuckers' till I'm outta range
Price on the Rollie and the Benz same thing
Crash land in the pussy girl strange things
If only I had a plane
If I had a plane
I'd ball on you motherfuckers' till I'm outta range
Price on the Rollie and the Benz same thing
Crash land in the pussy girl strange things
If only I had a plane
Tell em hold a sec we'd be back soon
Hold on a sec we'd be back soon
Tell em hold on a sec we'd be back soon
We'd back soon
Graduated from uni and went home
A young nigga came into Nigeria like tomorrow
Small Clinton of yesterday talking all grown
I had a lot of faith that the shit was gonna blow
I dropped my first mixtape with no promo
I dropped Hope For Sale a music video followed
Telling niggas I was lost and I didn't know where to go From Here
It didn't take long before I realized
That they wasn't fucking with this type of shit over here
You wanna have their ear please say what they can hear
You say you have a message but it's not very clear
Something about hope but why the fuck is it for sale
Law school Bar two they sent me down to Enugu like damn
What the hell
This wasn't part of the plan
I called my mum and told her mum that I'm sorry but I can't
Let me do my masters
Send me back to England
Then she told me whatever you do is doing well
It's life, you live, you learn
Mistakes are made, you fall you rise up
You wise up
Then I put the music to the side for the very first time
I made a lot friends
Law started to make sense
Second class killing niggas in they own shit
My boy Westcoast killing y'all with the hits
We got called to the bar I had to leave
What it's like to be here it feels broke man
No hoes all we've gat is this hopes man
Uhn
These bars these flows
No designer clothes just rebooks
Even though I gat a dream don't sleep on me folks
I could spell out half the shit the shit took
I'd be
Laying out the verses I'd be killing these hooks
Every line was designed from the heart the beat cold
Tell em hold a sec we'd be back soon
Hold on a sec we'd be back soon
Tell em hold on a sec we'd be back soon
We'd back soon
Tell em hold a sec we'd be back soon
Hold on a sec we'd be back soon
Tell em hold on a sec we'd be back soon
We'd back soon
Yeah
I've been muting the bitches on Twitter
It's your right to hoe around
But please save all it all shit for Insta
Like the porn pages
With real followers
But everybody keep them out the fucking conversation
You're welcome to the new Lauren hill miseducation
The GOAT conversation
The black boy station
The principle that power goes along with
Separation
Anytime you feel a type of way just tune in my station
Where we at dawg
Coldean lane
I could send you motherfucker to your coffin to your graves
In the journey to meeting the world this is my stage
In the journey to meeting the world this is the last phase
Everybody gotta learn to play they parts in this race
Trying to get to work on time but always showing up late
All that ass behind
Like what a behind waist
Your sweet chill pepper soup I just want a taste
And she probably only let me fuck cause I'm next up
Look Looking at my ex like damn we messed up
You shut the doors, you build a wall
The bridges burn, you take a turn
But time heals and you make the call
All I want is this world is a
A mind of my own a place a place to call home
Leave my mark on this hoe so the next Nigga know
Don't give who was here before I'm next up
What it's like to be here it feels broke man
No hoes all we've gat is this hopes man
Uhn
These bars these flows
No designer clothes just rebook
Even though I gat a dream don't sleep on me folks
I could
spell out half the shit the shit took
I'd be laying out the verses I'd be killing these hooks
Every line was designed from the heart the beat cold
I need a whole lot of money
Brand new clothes
Flashlight, camera, smile for the pic pose
Was supposed to be a secret but damn the bitch told
Quit tryna fuck around on Sunday we closed
Tell em hold a sec we'd be back soon
Hold on a sec we'd be back soon
Tell em hold on a sec we'd be back soon
We'd back soon
Tell em hold a sec we'd be back soon
Hold on a sec we'd be back soon
Tell em hold on a sec we'd be back soon
We'd back soon
If I had a plane
I'd ball on you motherfuckers' till I'm outta range
Price on the Rollie and the Benz same thing
Crash land in the pussy girl strange things
If only I had a plane
Credits
Writer(s): Ndubuisi Kanu
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