Bring It on Back

Bring It On Back

(HOOK)

Need dollar for dollar

So I can run up a check

Making it Count

My Time and money invest

You ain’t invited

If You don’t fuck wit the set

**** I’ll die

For what I’m tryna get at///

(VERSE 1)

You fucking wit a Don ****,

A real life, world wide, certified mob figure

My success is in the cards ****

Pay attention to the suit, know I’m tailored for the large picture/

Im too heavy for the hard hitters

In the ring, you a spar to a God

Imma psalms scripture

Open palms, Imma calm killer

Permanent like a tatt on the face of the culture

It’s a Swat-sticker/

My only competition Godzilla

You can search in the debts, still won’t ever find no one realer

I bring structure like a tall pillar

I ain’t never in the crowd,

You won’t ever get me in the mixture

I’m too Focused on getting richer/

Diagnosed Skitso, so the flow done got a lil sicker

Murder beats, imma cold killer

Make a toast, to the life, then I’m pouring out a lil liquor

Big Homie to you lil ****…

If I ever feel threatened, then it’s up & imma deal with ya/

Much obliged to the steel grippers

Post traumatic from the drama of the field

So I fill swishers

Fuck around & hit the kill switch

This a joint you build with,

In real life Imma meal ticket

Holla peace, but I’m still vicious

Keep a piece, it get real wicked

Bring it Back, they gone feel this one//

(HOOK)

Need dollar for dollar

So I can run up a check

Making it Count

My Time and money invest

You ain’t invited

If You don’t fuck wit the set

**** I’ll die

For what I’m tryna get at///

You in my presence, then you royalty

My pedigree the minority

Loyalty rewards Loyalty

They ain’t have enough for me

Ion need em in my company

That snake shit do something to me/

Ion wit the fuckery,

No Pinocchio’s, No puppetry

Ben Franks in my dungarees

I’ll give you something to see

Keep it moving, ain’t none to see

I’m out ya league, in brief summary/

All the whips luxury

Bad bitches in my custody

These hoes can’t get enough of me

Addicted to the thug in me

Up top or you Underneath

Everywhere that the money be/

I’m one with the currency

Glad I made it out surgery

One slip they gone murder me

Biting me is perjury

Critics press with the 3rd dr degree

Can I live, like worry free?/

Without you harassing me

Number one. if you asking me

All I’m seeing is a travesty

Got em all mad at me

Being broke is a tragedy

How you coming for yamajesty?/

They in and out, rapidly

On charge like a battery

They wanna charge me with battery

One of one, actually

No one coming after me

Quietly, I’m what’s happening / /