Way Back (feat. CJ Fly)

Yo, let's take it back to the golden days
All the legends at they older age
So I'm going hard until my flow decays
Keep a poker face, entering my joker phase
They been askin' so the tape drop with no delays
I move quickly, gimme the rock I'm too shifty
Gucci wallet been gettin fatter with blue strips we
Keep Italian leather, you made a valiant effort
But coming for Sniper Jones crown was too risky
Yeah, they know I'm packin' a punch
Been doing this since 6th grade rap battles at lunch
Way back, now the Ws I'm adding 'em up
Batter is up, fastball at ya clavicle DUCK
It's Rey butta, mad intricate bars
And when we go to eat, know it's only Michelin star
Michelin tires going bald on the quickest of cars
This shit is rap on roids, might have to piss in a jar
From Staten to BK, we rapping for keeps aye
40 point blowouts happen when we play
Butta on them stoic immaculate beats ya could just clap in ya seats
They know I'm back up when we say
Yeah, know I'm coming straight up out the beast coast
And we paid but motherfuckers get free smoke
And the writtens kill so hit my line if you need ghosts
Sniper Jones on the track make ya verse get rewrote

FLY
Like Tamagotchi ain't doing too many features
If I agree just know that the beat's egregious
I hope that the camera's filming, because I'm feeling like Regis
Im schooling all of you rappers this just a test like the Regents
My son is brilliant was made with a stroke of genius
Crazy how parents are some of our greatest teachers
My freshmen year I was tryna fuck on the seniors
Even tho' if they didn't know me they always told me I seen ya
My confidence was on a million when I was in school
Was known for putting that shit on and plus I was just cool
They must have thought I was rich ain't know that I had boost
Prefer the cheering over the boos &
Ganja over booze
They tried to say that I was Shady like I run with Em
I took my notes from all the greats I had to study em
Got it out the mud my sneakers suede so I can't muddy em
I use to want only an M but now I want a hunnid M's
I done with all the disappointment I don't want new friends
Ain't focusing on other men my skills been on the mend
Drove the G Wagon in my vid and now I want a Benz
So I could shine on all my haters when I'm on the ends
Moving like the president getting it bulletproofed
A weapon formed against gone jam up so please don't shoot
Fuck what all these liars be spitting I been the truth
Swear I turn into superman when I step in the booth (Fly)