Back Around (feat. Cozmo & Cj Washington)

I'm just sick putting fires out, fuck let the shit burn (burn)
Another lawyer, I need to start my own firm
Connected world wide to circles I'm in (I'm in)
Got me in some crazy doors but I'm trouble again (man)

Make the money stretched 'til we hit the 10x
No penny stock spec's first on NASDAQ
Quit talking about plays, I ain't into (I ain't into)
In 2022, I'm coming from my issue (I'm needed)

Adios cut coming fresh out of tissue (huh)
And looked all this lights, this ain't somethin', "I could ship you" (nah)
I'm tryna building the platform, yeah I use to had a pack for 'em (use to had a pack for 'em)
In your black foreign in all black and orange

I hope the good come and bless me
In a brown bag don't turn me, been hated, that's envy (that's envy)
That's why the shit don't infect me
The shitter means heavy (means heavy), fake friends I have lost plenty (plenty)

It's like the street never love us
So I had to get it all on my own
And it ain't too many above us
I'm just hoping that the good karma

Comes back around, yeah (comes back around)
Comes back around, yeah (comes back around)
Comes back around, yeah (yeah Berner I see you)
Back around, back around

The weed got me higher now, money my desire now
Used to get pounds on the arm but I'm the buyer now
Indebt to the streets for life, I got deep ties
I remember copy 'em peace from key on the East side

Rep too real, I never change it for payment
Lives get lost this shit deeper than entertainment
I'm just tryna leave my kids some' they could build off
Risk all and leave him some meals before I peel off

Ride 'til the wheels off
Used to keep the money in a sack drawer but lately I've been looking in the stocks more
Watching from the top floor
Dreaming from a distance, you know they say, "If you want it gotta speak into existence"

Smoking under Heaven's Reign
Lord knows I never change but can't lie sometimes I regret the fame (regret the fame)
And through the ups and downs I still love the ball
But ain't no love in the streets for us so fuck 'em all (fuck 'em more), yeah

It's like the street never love us
So I had to get it all on my own
And it ain't too many above us
I'm just hoping that the good karma

Comes back around, yeah (comes back around)
Comes back around, yeah (comes back around)
Comes back around, yeah (comes back around)
Back around, back around

Lately I've been calling shots from backgrounds, shit
I even turn a couple of back towns
You call it, "Pocket change a pocket" at a stash house
Watch you go back around, back around

Lately I've been calling shots from backgrounds
I even turn a couple of back towns
That shit is, "Pocket change a pocket" at a stash house (oh-whoa)
Go back around, back around

It's like the street never love us (oh no!)
So I had to get it all on my own
And it ain't too many above us (many above us)
I'm just hoping that the good karma

Comes back around, yeah (comes back around)
Comes back around, yeah (comes back around)
Comes back around, yeah (comes back around)
Back around back around, back around, oh



Credits
Writer(s): Cosmo Hickox, Washington Christopher, Milam Jr Anthony, Vidal Garcia
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