Goin Back

I heard they likin' the way that I spit it, they like how I talk my shit

Yeah, I walk out with that shit on, "Where you bought that shit?" (Like, where I bought it?)

I can show you somethin', watch this (Like what?)

I got shit for a **** or a bitch (Like what?)

Rocks up, ice on the wrist

(Wrist like yeah)

I didn't ever have this shit

Goin' back

Goin' back (Goin' back)

Know that, you know that (I am not goin' back)

Looks can be deceiving (No, I am not cool with that)

I only want to do what's needed (Yeah, I only want)

I only won, yeah, I am the one

If I don't shoot, I pull up and then dunk

I can't get bored of this stuff

This money a whole lotta fun

I cannot stay on the phone these days I gotta go take me a run

And I'ma just burn all the pain away as soon as I light up the blunt

I might go psycho, lil' bitch

I might go psycho, lil' bitch

Yeah, you know I got shit on my chest

So this is the way that I vent (Uh-huh)

I put my all in this shit (Uh-huh)

Y'all just be talkin and shit (Yeah)

I got them K's on my neck and my wrist, I just be ballin' and shit (I just be-)

Stepping on all of them snakes in the grass, I can just hear when they hiss

Every time lil' Faygo hop on a beat, he gon' rip that shit till no exist

I see your bitch, up in the street, She throw it back for the rich ****

Why they be mad? (Why they be mad?)

Just tryna count me up six figures

I heard they likin' the way that I spit it, they like how I talk my shit

Yeah, I walk out with that shit on, "Where you bought that shit?" (Like, where I bought it?)

I can show you somethin', watch this (Like what?)

I got shit for a **** or a bitch (Like what?)

Rocks up, ice on the wrist (Wrist like yeah)

I didn't ever have this shit

Goin' back

Goin' back (No, I am not goin' back)

Know that, you know that (I am not goin' back)

Looks can be deceiving (No, I am not cool with that)

I only want to do what's needed

I only won, yeah, I am the one

If I don't shoot, I pull up and then dunk

I got diamonds on my fronts

Yeah, I got that bag in the trunk (Yeah)

Bring me the cups, feeling like, "Fuck it", might throw that shit up (Yeah)

Or pour that shit up

It's slowin me up (Skrrt, skrrt)

I walk in the world like, "I don't give a fuck" (Skrrt, skrrt)

Come get your shawty, she hittin' me up (Yeah, aye)

Who in my way? I'm fiendin' for blood (Uh, aye, aye)

I don't rock GAP no more, I'm cleaning it up (Yeah, yeah)

Stab me in the back lil' hoe, you fucked up the trust (Yeah, you fucked up the trust)

Like how you gon' pick a side? You ain't in it for love (No, you ain't)

Yeah, how you gon' switch up now like we want in it for nothin'?

Yeah, and I put my heart up on these tracks (Yeah)

Put the team on my back (Yeah)

I heard they likin' the way that I spit it, they like how I talk my shit

Yeah, I walk out with that shit on, "Where you bought that shit?" (Like, where I bought it?)

I can show you somethin', watch this (Like what?)

I got shit for a **** or a bitch (Like what?)

Rocks up, ice on the wrist (Wrist like yeah)

I didn't ever have this shit

Goin' back

Goin' back (No, I am not going goin' back)

Know that , you know that (I am not goin' back)

Looks can be deceiving (No I am not cool with that)

I only want to do what's needed

I only won, yeah, I am the one

If I don't shoot, I pull up and then dunk (Shit)

I can't get bored of this stuff

This money a whole lotta-