Back At It Again (feat. Yonn)

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Back at it again, take a L and I win
I can never be broke, we got pounds coming in
Niggas fake and pretend, hide their hate with a grin
I done dealt with some lame niggas, can't again
Man, they pay on my downfall, but I win
Let me catch his ass lackin , you know we gon' spend it
I eat on this bitch like I play violin
They be screaming, I rip, but he gone in the wind
Niggas be cappin' this shit on the internet
Think that they number one, nigga, please give me that
Fucked on your bitches, yes I did you can have her back
Ain't wasting my time on no nigga who music wack
Back at it again, pullin' up in the Benz
Keep on playin' with the gang and you know we gon' spin
Don't try to be sorry, we don't make amends
Hollow points for the masses, this shit just began
Take a look at my wrist and I ice the bitch out
She just wanted some bread, put this dick in her mouth
Claiming she love me, but what she about
I can't f*ck with no thot, f*ck you talkin' about
Niggas they hate on my name and hate on the gang
F*ck what I did, I'm numb to the pain
Been solid since day one, that's something I can't change
When I die, that's a legacy, all that remains
Words on the beat see this is me and TFlames
We killin' this shit, since we stepped in the game
Just give us the money and f*ck all this fame
This shit out the mud, it's hard to explain
How we do what we do and we never complain
Lovin' these bitches, out of the trenches
Niggas been leeches, cause they never fittin
Talk down on my name, f*ck all that forgivin
Been all about bread, that's all I don't get
I could take a few L's after that, man, we winnin
Been stackin' this bread, we in love with the paper
Gave her a taste, now she lovin' the flavor
I just f*ck on these hoes, no reason to save her
Got my hand in my bag from time to time
Don't f*ck on my energy, know that's a grind
We gon' blow up one day, man, it's right down the line
Put the puzzle together, my circle gon' shine
Every time that you ask, man, I swear that I'm fine
I just hop in the stuand I punch in the lines
She was yours for the time, but at first, she was mine
Gave her some dick, took the pain off of mine
Back at it again, took a L and I win
Hit the block and we're spinnin', leave you leaking with stains
Don't know when you shot, but you know you in pain
Hit the ground and we out, we just leave the remains
Don't f*ck with my team, cause we all different strains
We be each each, we different, you never forget
Stop throwin' these C's, we know you ain't crippin
Back at it again, me and my twin
I want it all back again
Spin t for my brother, I'd do it again
I want it all, I'm back at it again
Had to double back to double up my figures, uh
My bitch be the better, she hold the line
My L's in the winds when I'm on the mine
Said it multiple times, it's right down the line
We givin' our game, listen, time to time
I'm up in my bag, it's all the grind
The O for the blow up, it's on the sign
I roll with the soldiers, he on the man
The bro, he a sucker, he ask for the man
My arm in the wind like Carter
20K for my city water
Bitch, my phone died, pass me a charger
Diva's better, had to bring back all of it
Bless me by the silver bag of the projects
Check the scholarship, we see my progress
Mixin' drinks, sellin' my own content
I done lapped him up, ain't no content
Tony Montana, roll my hands
Came for the dirt, I'll tell you no ends
Coach called me, had to hold my stance
21 up, had to run your man
I'm quick to pick it up, shit don't jam
This money rainin' like grains of sand
Old time, had to rap right on my finger
I ain't even know you was a fan
Shawty backin' out, too much Xans
Block, I had to cool my fans
I see the signs, only understand
Joel off the lead, I command
Maliho takin' your chain
But swipe it or swipe out, you give it up
New bitches turnin' old bitches
All look the same, pay the picture, huh

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