Backwoods (feat. No-uh & Lil Tavis)

Losing my sanity
Losing my sanity
Losing my sanity
Losing my sanity

Let's take it back to the basics
I'm off an eighth of something crazy
I give her act right then I make her act good
She get it all night if its really that good

She get it all night if it's really that
Face mask duct tape strap tell em gimme that
Keep my shit, so fresh so clean like I'm triple stacks
Got up on my high horse and now they wanna piggy back, biatch
Driving em crazy to see what we got, hit it hard like 18 wheeler you more like fiat
Bitch you ain't no veteran you freshman
How you tryna run but haven't got your baby steps in
How you wanna run and haven't got your kicks laced up
My paystub look great bruh you late then get popped from the waist up
You a waste of the space that you take up like Larry fish said
Rip to Larry fish legends ain't dead
And never could be
Don't ever try to play me like a bitch or a rookie I never been pussy
I been in it for awhile bruh, and if they hate then let em hate and watch the money pile up bitch

Let's take it back to the basics
I'm off an eighth of something crazy
I give her act right then I make her act good
She get it all night if its really that good

Shiiit
Sometimes you gotta get a pack to flip
These acrobatic raps are the packages I be masterin
Throw me on the track it's a wrap that batch extravagant
They call me Mr. No Skips every verse a platinum hit
Ha
Let me chill tho
I was out there baggin up the grams call me Bilbo
The key stayin rich is steady livin like you still broke
So I be tap dancin on the brick with my steel toes
Forreal bro
It feel like every thing I do is off the chain
Shawty wanna slide I'm not your guy we on the block today
Still need a 40 in me and a spliffy just to operate
Buzzin on the way work my nigga we are not the same
I shoulda been with Dr. Dre I shoulda been with ruthless
(Spit noise)
On the mic like a nigga toothless
I hopped up out the womb and started right up makin movements
Now Lil Tavis Stop Guy always goin stupid
Forreal

Let's take it back to the basics
I'm off an eighth of something crazy
I give her act right then I make her act good
She get it all night if its really that good

Sorry Noah but I got to get my shit off
So many wack rappers wanna treat me like I'm cross cross
Like I ain't done this 10 years, plus running
Fuck you if you ain't notice me you stone cold ovens
While I'm 425, baked all the time
My ready prepped rhymes get you sidelined
I'm Sylvester Stallone I get to rockin' the throne
I gotta have it and more, I'm OTIS Redding to go
I feel you owe me some more, allowing you to explode
My existential crises got way more to unfold
I arrived on this plane with a story untold
So, how you goin' map me?
You can't I'm galactus I'm embodiment of rapping
Infinite snapping bitch I'm thanos and I'm Manson
Came to kill everybody with my whole family like it's 1967 and I'm losing my sanity



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Writer(s): Darrion Parton
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