Farris Swisher - Backwood

I'm on my shit, bitch
Gettin back to it
Got it wrapped up just
Like a Backwood
I got blue-striped bills stackin up in my safe
And my girl lookin good, think I'll take her on a date

I'm on my shit, bitch
Gettin back to it
I just finally got a job and I'm paid real good
I just moved on out to Dallas from the mighty Mississippi
I got peace on my mind
I am such a southern hippie
I got greens on my plate (On my plate)
In my blunt (In my blunt)
In my lungs (In my lungs)
Know wassup
Know wassup
Know wassup
Deep within me
Got the power
Got the gaul
Got the sauce
Got the sauce
Got the sauce
Days get hotter and my drive grow stronger
Gotta trust the process
Put one foot before the other
All I control is me, myself, and I
Keep good energy everything gon be alright

I'm on my shit, bitch
Getting back to it
Got it wrapped up just
Like a backwood

I'm on my shit, bitch
You don't wanna miss this
It's a bird, it's a plane
No dats big Swish
What I meant is
I feel like Superman, Soulja Boy Tell'em
I just hopped up out the bed
Lookin like Clark Kent
Please don't start shit
Not for the drama
Imma man of action
Of big blunt passin
Of many talents
One with balance
And very well rounded

I'm on my
Shit
Bitch
Gettin back to it
Got it wrapped
Up
Just
Like a backwood

I'm on my shit, bitch
Gettin back to it
Got it wrapped up just
Like a Backwood
I got blue-striped bills stackin up in my safe
And my girl lookin good, think I'll take her on a date

Hey, hey
Watch it run away
Hey, hey
Watch it run away
Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Written by:
James Fisher

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