Right Back At It

And we right back at it
Anything I got they ain’t want me to have it
It happened again, baby god damn it
You want my heart, baby you could have it
Know you dealing wit a savage
I can’t fuck wit no broke bastards
That ain’t ya homie nigga he a actor
You know it’s real when you really a factor
If they moving funny nigga just blast them
Feel like ace when he walked out the cleaners
Suck my dick, I ain’t doing no features
Four, five, six, I could fuck up the fever
Used to play the bench, counting money in the bleachers
Cuz I ain’t gon stop till it’s commas on commas
I don’t like spending, just put down deposits
Ion smoke L’s you could pass me a bomber
My old shit was cool, but I came back harder
Nigga I’m back, got some heat for the street
All them lies I done told through my teeth
She don’t care if I cheat, she ain’t never gon leave me
Miss my niggas, hope they see me on the TV
If he don’t like me, he just wanna be me
Walking through ya hood two stepping in my yeezys
I’m that nigga she told me she need me
I could take his bitch, make you think that it’s easy
I told them I’d do it, they didn’t believe me
Still got the blick and it’s tucked in the cleezy
Fuck all the talking, you see me you see me
I just talk on the beat cuz nigga I’m beasty
Sent you some money
I hope that you get it
Anything I did I don’t really regret it
All of my opps, all of them is deaded
You don’t think I’m gon make it
Nigga let’s bet it
And we right back at it
Anything I got they ain’t want me to have it
It happened again, baby god damn it
You want my heart, baby you could have it
Know you dealing wit a savage
I can’t fuck wit no broke bastards
That ain’t ya homie nigga he a actor
You know it’s real when you really a factor
If they moving funny nigga just blast them
If you ain’t getting money
You won’t understand this
Don’t call me lucky
Nigga I planned this
I was moving weight
But I ain’t hand to hand it
I ain’t letting nothing slide
But it’s granted
Trap out the tech, baby come and check this
Len know it’s real, it’s money on his necklace
Too much bread around to get jealous
You know swervo still driving reckless
I can’t switch on my gang
For no new niggas
If my bro got a problem we’ll pull triggers
If you ain’t getting money
You losing us
If you ain’t cash ave
What you doing wit us?
Only god could judge me its tatted
He ain’t my homie no more cuz he ratted
Paranoid, feel they still tryna blast me
If you ever need some you could ask me
And I know who real nigga
And who want me to win
Keep it stack bitch
I make love music for gangstas and niggas who sin
If it ain’t money it’s end of discussion
And after I smoke ain’t no telling me nothing
I’ll throw a band on it like it’s nothing
Come back home baby let me bust it
And we right back at it
Anything I got they ain’t want me to have it
It happened again, baby god damn it
You want my heart, baby you could have it
Know you dealing wit a savage
I can’t fuck wit no broke bastards
That ain’t ya homie nigga he a actor
You know it’s real when you really a factor
If they moving funny nigga just blast them
(And we right back at it
Anything I got they ain’t want me to have it
It happened again, baby god damn it
You want my heart, baby you could have it
Know you dealing wit a savage
I can’t fuck wit no broke bastards
That ain’t ya homie nigga he a actor
You know it’s real when you really a factor
If they moving funny nigga just blast them)