I'm Back
Yah
Coming at you with an EP
Boomin through your radio
Making sure you hear me
Throwing lines
Trying to make my fucking cream
Like Mohamed Ali
It gon sting like a bee
This is real
This is real what I'm seeing
Sense a young kid
With the shady lp just dreaming
To making my own shit
All my shit that you are hearing
Like weezey
I ain't feeling like a fucking human being
Coming back
From a tape that was all trash
I had one good track
The rest sucked ass
Get on the floor bitch
Do your little dance
All I need is one hot chick
I get up on and smash
Yo fuck my last tape
Put that shit back on the shelf
Not a lyricist
But the flow speaks for itself
Yo I'm up in this shit
Flexing gold designer belts
And every track I touch
So hot it fucking melts
Took the wrong damn road
But now I'm back on track
Picked the mic back up
And I start to attack
Every body throw your hands
Up in the air
Everybody throw your hands
Up in the air
I don't want any of your money
But I'm down with a stack
I don't need to be the king
I be down with a jack
Everybody throw your hands
Up in the air
Everybody throw your hands
Up in the air
Cause I'm back
I'm back
I'm back
I'm back
Yeah I'm Back
I'm back
I'm back
I'm back
Aye I'm back
I'm back
I'm back
I'm back
Yeah I'm Back
I'm back
I'm back
I'm back