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Sippin in something that's gone bring back some memories
And I'm smoking on something that's gone prolly get the best of me
And I'm surrounded people

Shota flows so the brother gotta go
Come and see how the dope flows when i blow smoke 
Level headed...yeah fuck that
I been ready to bust back 
Take

Fully loaded and I'm back on my shit
Steady rolling but I'm packed and equipped
No fallacies better roll of your lip
You a really fucking sad boy,

I need a clicker not a roll it back
Its cold and all my fingers had enough of that
I need that water while it's piping hot
I rolled up out of bed
I

my shoulders back 
Had to spend a couple bands when I ordered that 
She freaky tell me pick a hole like a running back 
Backwood kickin back just like

Droppin a pin leave a trace of my tracks
Spending these bands so I lose a few racks
Come back with a plan elevatin these stacks
I cook with no hands doggin

Baby we’ve seen unsteady waters
We surfaced the waves and rose above them
Rain all night, we left the storm behind
Then the morning brought back

This Place called Levittown
When we first met you
‘Cause everything you do
(It brings me back to)
Dream about that town
When we first met you
‘Cause

Yeah
(Yeah, Yeah)
We ridin' 8 deep in the metro (Yuh)
Stay with the sauce like pesto (Yuh)
Tryna run it back like retro
I swear never take no losses
Only

telling me stay out the mix
So I’m staying out of it, I’m back to back with hits
Truth be told, that’s why they hating on a jit
‘Cause I be illing it, and I

you, cause when I touch it I’m reckless
I’m talking bout your heart, I’m talkin bout your neckless
I’m talking bout the things that keep you coming back

healing
Oh everything’s so faded
How’d it get so jaded?
I’m just here ‘til you find your way back
Laying on the floorboards, trying to be mad at myself

Tell me where the cash be
I be in there in a flash
I be running like an athlete
Hundred in the back seat
Gotta make it home I be whipping like

At an early age (At an early age)
I remember when I was growin' up (Growin' up)(4real)
Playin' ball back in dem days wit my niggas 
We was growin' up Swoosh

prolly back on the road
I gat the loud on the low
My shit comes fresh off the boat
I might pull up in a ghost
Them niggas don't want no smoke yeah yeah

cheesy
Take it back to a flow that the people can believe in
Talking eyes closed I do this shit without breathing
You ain’t this tall so you never gonna

hoe back in finna' tear it up
Niggas they claim they got some pull but don’t put fear in nuttin'
All this drank it got me woozy I can’t stand it up
How

Remembered all the times we had in the back seat
Look up in the sky, asking god why they laughing
This time last year all they did was laugh at me

Imma take my muhfuckin glasses off on this
Man I don't wanna see shit
I can't see shit bruh I'm blind as hell bruh
Back boy join the team
Come here

How many rats
Been getting these checks
Excuse my reflex
Screaming out slatt
I’m bringing them back
They know they need that
And they go wet that

the clock and out comes your explosion
Come back to me with your cynical deed
A second chance no more
Built up these walls for a reason
The feelings I had

thing 
If you cross me once, no going back 
I done lost so much homies I'm losing track
As we get older, time flies by fast
So ima live every moment like

grind, I take no time for breaks
On court-look how I operate, I'm Dr Jay
The stats prove that I'm the great, let's not debate
So sit back and cooperate I

far gone
You're living your life
I wish I could win you back 
But I'm too drunk to try

Well this old heart was broken
The day you left me
Tried