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Finally took my retainer out, yuh
Young Eli up on this track
Up in the stu, up with your boo
Lets get it

What's brackin? Brand new whip best believe

It's been a while since I last saw you
Not one day goes by, that you don't run through my mind
Man I swear this ain't right
But your mother has some

Back It Up

Tyga

Rise of an Empire

2014

the strip club, still hunching on em'
Still ripping bands, homie by the grands
Im the young boss, follow my commands
Now I'm bring bought seven hands
Back

like a young Leonardo

I gain a little time with the payback
By wasting no time I don't say jack
Unless I add black got the twenty ones
Savage on average

talkin' crazy at that face off
In the back of my mind I was like
"I hope he fight" i told that nigga
"Lower ya tone watch what you say
Or I'ma let it sing"

by God, amen
Can't forget to thank him, young, fresh and shameless

Back to it, waste no time
Black Uzi, Draco, 9
Back boomin' smokin' bomb

Shit
Imma young shiner fuck it off then I get it back
All my niggas never played off sides but we done touched ah sack
Member dressing switched it up I

sipping DJ Phat, I pour my baby a mimosa
Man I'm rocking by my lone, I'm a real leaner
Im a rich young brudda gotta cruise up in that beamer
He come lookin

daily
Don't got no excuse
Looking back on that I thought Was my friends
Used to be a real nigga
What happened to you
Young nigga high as hell
Damn near

mind on steady yeah
She don't wanna play games no more stack it to ceiling from the floor
I ain't in my ways no more need to get back to it for sure

back, yeah
Serving Fentanyl, I ain't going back, yeah
Them bands up, they gon' pay someone to hurt you (yeah)
Gettin' rich was my virtue (was my

(Weighing on my mind, yeah)
Still ain’t call me back
Ride, ride, ride, where my dawgs at?
Jealousy gon’ creep up on me
Wish the worst things on me
I was born

drip get the bands wet 
Hop up out my whip, I spend that shit and get it right back 
21 and savage on these niggas, they don't like that 
Goyard on my

cake
The fuck on my mind bitch I'm tryna get paid
Tryna drop off the Lambo and hop in the Wraith
I switched the style up that shit was easy
Whole bunch

2 2 Giddy, 2 2 Wavey, stepped out just to increase my bands
Whys this holder acting funny, like we dont know where there marjs at
Dont call me bro,

popping my shit cause I know ima VIP
With the team gettin bands time to take me a trip
Bitch I know I'm the shit, Bitch I know ima VIP
In the club with

young sag MBB where's OhJacee
Eli is here jace is dead MBB still the gang
Dumb bitch gimme brain no dumb bitch on my brain
I just shipped out the pack got

Back when I was young I'd put on shows for to show my message
Back when I was young I wasn't scared to be expressive
Speak my mind and make my points

money and my pocket come in tandem
Shawty said she like em young rich and handsome
I let here run me back to back I'm like her anthem
I got them bands up

Ladies and gentlemen
It turns out I was wrong about my future
My revolution will be televised
And to quote the Hindu scripture
Now I am become death,

You're always on my mind
I Can't get enough
Can't get enough
Can't get enough
You're always on my mind
I Can't get enough
Can't get enough
Can't get

money go get paid young man get paid

And fuck everything in the way 

I take a g out the rubber band straight out my jeans and my other hand steamin

diamonds like lean on my neck
To the bands in my bape or Nike tech
Blow these bands like a fan I ain't Stress
Blow these bands like a fan
I ain't stress
Oh

for sleep I'm hustling
Young nigga coming up I'm bubbling
Money moving different ways I'm adjusting 
Can't go back to my pockets touching
If it ain't