Lyrics:
folk, a lot of niggas tried it though
A lot of niggas know I drop these hands by the corner store
You gone have to change your face, when I get back from
nigga jookin' on the back block
In the kitchen whippin' 'til my hands hurt
Foreign door, Push got the trap spot
Couple nights shovin' hard by my damn
me up!
Ah hah well oh, BA-BY, BA-BY, BA-BY
(yeah, a-just use me up)
BA-BY, ah hah well oh (Uh, a-just use me up)
BA-BY, BA-BY, BA-BY (yeah, a-just use
by no one
To the top of the mountain we go
What do you do when the love leave the room
Backs
Turned
By the closest to you
Do you pack
Up
Run to your
take me back
Got my backpack and raps and I'm facing crap
Want you by my side, just so you can hold me down
The realist girl that I'll find
In this awful
the back and forth
I'm not keeping score
Lesson's always there
That less is always more
When you're alone with me
You never come up short
You never
the back and forth
I'm not keeping score
Lesson's always there
That less is always more
When you're alone with me
You never come up short
You never
You owe shit you ain’t balling
My pro-tip quit falling
But that hoe shit I fucks with
Want more shit get scoring
Lay it up you better run it back
You
it up, run it up
RUN IT UP
Run it up, run it up, run it up
YO!
I knew back then I was made for this
I got broke down and I prayed for this
All of my
that dive and turned my phone off passing by
I never had my doubts until you gave me one
I want to go back to when I was wrong and say that I was wrong
I
(Eat a dick up)
Stick up, stick up, stick up kids
Still don't nothin' move but the money
Stick up, stick up, stick up kids
Still don't nothin'
at the game runnin' game at the A.U.C
Then later on we'd be bonin'
Fat cats, I'm ready to tap that, so back that
No wonder why you wakin' up up swollen
We holler yee-haw and then we saddle up
Get your money right then you add it up
We grab the bull by the horns make him back it up
We holler
had to bust up the silence
You know you gotta stick by me
Soon as you see the text, reply me
I don't wanna spend time fighting
We've got no time
from Far Rock hoppin'
Over the turnstile
To set up shop up top by the Jamaican spot
My joints have been a
Bop, from vinyl, cassettes, cDs and streams
live with regret
You've gotta keep on digging, take it step by step
You've gotta keep ya head up, ya gotta stand firm
You've got to embrace your mistakes
Lets run it back now
Run it back, run it back, run it back, blitz
Speed up, slow down
Run it back, run it back, run it back, blitz
Take off, slow down
hustle on hustle
Get the M's up don't struggle
I'm M&M'ing these suckers
You threw back candy in clusters
We move by state to state in these busses
To make
the night
Tell you you can't see
What you'll love when shots go by
Take it back from me
Every time I miss your smile
Take it back, take it back, take it back
back
Look me in the eyes, She ain't about that life
She gonna be his wife, by the end of the night I said
Back it up
Back it up
Ima back it up back it up
MackTruck
“Smell that skunk!”
Back it up like a Mack truck
Back it up like a Mack truck
Back it up like a Mack truck
Back it up like a Mack
It's His reality that welcomes us back.
Trust and obey.
There is no other way.
No other way.
There is no other way.
Entertaining angels
By the light
back back back it up
Tun it yaso mek mi cock cock cock it up
Mi have 5 pound a batty fi yuh slap it up
N' yaffi grab mi by mi waist or mi wi mash yuh
you'll be by you'll be by mine
Back in '05 or was it '06
Time doesn't matter
But I remember this
We met you had a man
And, my plan
Was to end what you had
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