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the chin up
Drop a bit, we goin
Back strong
Like a chin up
Team gotta eat
So we don’t thin up
Lived our whole lives
For the jewels and
The shoes
And then

back call it a sickle pop 
Dese niggas dried out ima let da nigga rot 
Cuz home from da pin screamin free luh hot 
She not tryna fuck best believe im

You derailed the train yea I been off these tracks
I ain't back
I'm just running shit
Run me all my cash
Coz
I been on the low for the longest
I been

talking french bread when I say I want baguettes
I’m not talking french bread when I say I want baguettes
Yesterday I tripped and no I swear I’m not back

We feel good now We're alright
Just hit the wood sit back get high
Now we feel good now We're so high
Now take a trip with me 
And you'll touch the sky

back the past is all but gone

If you keep those nasty habits you're gonna wind up like your friends
The moonshine liquor ain't hot enough to burn away

creeping in your bitch, then I'm calling up a cab
Then I'm calling up my cuz, then I'm back up on the ave
Until I'm back up in the lab
Now she sending me

and done
I gotta get back, I gotta get back to you girl
Show me what I gotta do tonight
Show me if I'm doing wrong or right
Tell me if I gotta take a flight

bitch only if she got manners
Where I'm from you take you lick and man up
We don't rat, we come back
We don't rat, we come back
We don't rat, we come back

I left my heart in San Diego
And I'm never gonna, never gonna
Never gonna get it back
We lit the spark that burned the candle
And I'm never gonna,

Should’ve thought about that
Back when I didn’t have anything
Y’all mad I passed
Now they all up on the boy
Young king from Illinois
Yet you be hearing me

you, if I feel you pose a threat
Like fuck it dog I did what I done did, and I can’t take it back
Even if I could I doubt I would, but I’d just rake it

I had to run up the cash, yeah
Act like this shit is a race
I had to tighten my act up
Learning from every mistake 
Never catch me goin back, yeah

I'll relax the beat back and turn the corner of my mind
The sheet lacks the street facts that burn the warmer on my grind
Discreet tracks and leak

off my way
Got everything I only need to pray
I got the bros in my back
They're gonna help me grow up my stacks
Girl you looking like a snack
I don't

and yep I'm smashing 
I'mma be off in that ass n
Hit it slow then hit it fast n
Turn her round hit from the back then 
 
She gone do whatever I like 
I

at 
Shoot a fuck nigga in his six pack leave him wit a shit bag tell that boy get back 
Three fifty the sneakers you boys in the bleachers 
Penthouse for

the back
Come and fuck, girl you bad
I won't get attached 
Come and sit up on my lap 
I've been moving like a soldier
Baby girl I thought I told ya'

Beat out her back then she go walk it off
Tee off on a opp but i do not play golf
These niggas be bitches like pillows the soft
These bitches be bugs

pretty, you said nice to meet ya ugh ohh
Spend 4 racks on a week, then I made it back
VVS on my wrist, now I can tell the time
Niggas out here tripping,

Can we take the back way home
Cuz I don't wanna be here anyway
It's not cuz you're not strong
Cuz I can take a bullet any day
I just love the way you

always be happy
You better bruck it and make that snappy
If she’s got no back then I go unhappy
What about your girl she calls me pappi
But look at my

Take a step
And close in on all your fears
Pull up your sleeves
Get to work and say cheers
‘Cos you know life ain’t gonna be easy
If you’re laid back

I got cash now
Yea she take her ass out
Yeah I'm bout to pass out
She dancing on my lap now
Making fucking stacks now
You just gotta back down
Head