RIGHT BACK

Step in the Uber smelling like mood and hookah
With a grade A honey sweeter than Newma Nooka
New day new news are like the news I'm used to
Up early getting this chicken so please excuse the roosters
I know we winning cause nigga we in the room with hoopers
Dropping gems like niggas is trying to school the jewelers
Kota sanctioned speeding through like I knew the troopers
Smile big through the trial it's like I knew the future
I ain't taking it personal unless it's a check
Sicker than I ever was bitch I'm as blessed as it get
Leading with my spirit so I feel like I'm less than the flesh
Miss a play fuck it no stress I'll just head for the next
We moving different now
Only raise the glasses I could never put the vision down
Money counter moving while we laughing that's how riches sound
We them niggas sitting at a Nobu or an In-N-Out
That's just how we getting down

I could lose a whole stack
I'mma make it right back
If I hit her on a text she gone hit me right back
If my nigga upstate he know I'mma write back
Getting money out of state you know I'll be right back
I could lose a whole stack
I'mma make it right back
I could lose a whole stack
I'mma make it right back
I could lose a whole stack
I'mma make it right back
I'mma make it right back
I'mma make it right back

They thought it was over
Whole time I was thinking overkill
Twelve months no weed yeah Price been living sober still
Found my own lane I just needed God to come hold the wheel
Got the city on my back and the world on my shoulders still
Don't go to war with these bars mess around and get a soldier killed
Like a lawyer reading the contract you niggas know the deal
Demisha died and left my heart cold as a snowmobile
Y'all quick to call me brother but you niggas don't know Camille
You niggas don't know Ant you niggas don't know Zeke
Like T.I. in 05 man you niggas don't know me
Not talking overdoses when I say y'all boys OD
Heard niggas talking rap beef but like somebody walking barefoot
Outside at night time they all got cold feet
Putting on a show and gave my haters front row seats
I follow God but still might hit a dice match
And if I lose my whole sack
I bet I get it right back it's Price let's get it

I could lose a whole stack
I'mma make it right back
If I hit her on a text she gone hit me right back
If my nigga upstate he know I'mma write back
Getting money out of state you know I'll be right back
I could lose a whole stack
I'mma make it right back
I could lose a whole stack
I'mma make it right back
I could lose a whole stack
I'mma make it right back
I'mma make it right back
I'mma make it right back



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Writer(s): Avery Marcel Joshua Jones, Larry Jacks
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