Yõung sky - Back Wid It

I said I'm rolling around my city
Tryna figure out what's next
Can't get tired of these bands
Running laps chasing checks
When I pull up in the coupe
I got bitches Breaking they necks
I ain't even tryna flex
I'm just stunting on my Ex
I'm just tryna build my rep, yea,
Real niggas around me we got depth, yea,
I swear with this rap shit I'm the best, yea,
Should've been doing this shit like last year
But I'm back with it

Niggas don't tote pistols, but
I swear I'll never Lack with it
Where I'm from I stay right around the trenches
Know what's happening
If you fuck with me you know
It's really gon' be bad my friend
I really visioned this shit when I was imagining
But I pictured better, I pictured the baddest
Bitch I pictured better, I pictured living real
Lavish bitch
You try to hop in my picture then
You a savage bitch
I'm just tryna get rich and smoke for my
Accomplishments
Don't wanna worry bout no bitch
I'm tired of arguments
When it's bright outside they don't realize
How dark it is
When a nigga got the coupe they all wanna
Spark and shit
When a nigga got the bag they
Ride my wave
Like sharks and shit
When a nigga got the bag
Bitches wanna arch
And shit I'm okay with that
I just like to talk my Shit
I'm from the west
I got a Wesson in front of a Smith
A smith and Wesson
It's for protection if niggas hit
I'm tryna hit the road
Tryna hit the road smooth
I got everything to lose
That's why I'm chasing blues
It's hard to make it
When niggas hating I'm just confused
Yeah, yeah, yeah

I said I'm rolling around my city
Tryna figure out what's next
Can't get tired of these bands
running laps chasing checks
When I pull up in the coupe
I Got bitches
Breaking they necks
I ain't even tryna flex
I'm Just stunting on my ex
I'm just tryna build my rep, yea,
Real niggas around me we got depth, yea,
I swear
With this rap shit I'm the best, yea,
Should've been doing this shit like last year
But I'm back with it

Could've been rich,
But I been on that stupid shit
Dropped a bag
And copped a coupe
My momma Say I'm moving quick
Doing this shit on my own don't need no assist
And I ain't hanging with no lames
We do not co-exist

Should've been on top
Shoulda been counting bands
They gon' love it when I drop, but
I don't know who love pretend
It's hard to make it with your niggas
You started with till the end
But we gon' make it cause we
Never fold
My niggas never bend

Written by:
Terry Hale

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