Had to fall back, get back to myself Had to fall back, get back to myself

Had to fall back, get back to myself Had to fall back, get back to myself

Had to fall back, get back myself

If I don't do it, who else gon' do it

If I do it, I don't need no help

N***a keep playing, get caught in the streets they whoop his ass with a BB belt

N***a keep taking these drugs everyday

Like I don't even know, I don't need myself

I don't know, but somebody need me

Inhale the smoke, but I'm barely breathing

N****s acting like somebody need them

N****s must take some crystal meth

I done lost so many people

I done got so immune to death

I done spent so much money

I know shit ain't gon' spin itself

And I know what we done did to the opps

We made them n****s wanna kill they self

Let's get back to the basics

We can skip that basic shit

I'm doing my money dance right now You would think my paycheck just hit

I'm like a batter bitch just hit Alexander McQueen, knit

Basic logo on the front On the back, got graphic stitch

I would ride through the city What the hell happened to this shit

Ever since they took Fatt, feel like my whole world's switched

Now I'm ridin' around with that switch

Everyday I'm smoking on Hench

N****s hiding behind the fence Better pop out in these streets

Better pop out in this shit

Can't find no n***a like me

Rock Margielas in the trench, You don't even know him

Had to fall back, get better myself Had to fall back, get better myself

Had to fall back, get better myself Had to fall back, get better myself

Had to fall back, get better myself Had to fall back, get better myself

Had to fall back, they thought I was acting different

Free my n****s, sitting in that prison They gon' treat you like you dead

You get caught up in that system

Told that bitch just need some head

Before I take a drink intermission Boy, don't talk too much on net

We gon' pop out to your city

I might tattoo cross on neck

For my n****s who can't see it Bought your bitch a Lulu set

So she rock that in her Kia

Cheese on me, I'm in Miami

Pizzeria, Mamma Mia

Say she seen me on some drive

I'm way too geek, I couldn't even see her

I'm smoking on Sativa

Bitch from Dallas, she a diva

My plug say he don't have it

Hit the road, I need some reup

Do 200 down the road

I might just break the meter

Might just take your bitch to Flemings I heard you don't feed her

I feel just like Chief Keef

I don't like shit either

Bad lil' bitch, she from the A

I think she look like Trina

Serve that boy by turner field

Not talking Ike and Tina

Had to fall back, get back to myself

If I don't do it, who else gon' do it?

If I do it, I don't need no help

N****s keep playing, get caught in the streets They whoop his ass with a BB belt

N****s keep taking these drugs every day Like, I don't even know, I don't need myself

I don't need know, but somebody need me

Inhale the smoke, but I'm barely breathing

N****s acting like somebody need them

N****s must take some crystal meth

I done lost so many people

I done got so immune to death

I done spent so much money I know shit ain't gon' spend itself