I'm Back

Yah
Coming at you with an EP
Boomin through your radio
Making sure you hear me

Throwing lines
Trying to make my fucking cream
Like Mohamed Ali
It gon sting like a bee

This is real
This is real what I'm seeing
Sense a young kid
With the shady lp just dreaming

To making my own shit
All my shit that you are hearing
Like weezey
I ain't feeling like a fucking human being

Coming back
From a tape that was all trash
I had one good track
The rest sucked ass

Get on the floor bitch
Do your little dance
All I need is one hot chick
I get up on and smash

Yo fuck my last tape
Put that shit back on the shelf
Not a lyricist
But the flow speaks for itself

Yo I'm up in this shit
Flexing gold designer belts
And every track I touch
So hot it fucking melts

Took the wrong damn road
But now I'm back on track
Picked the mic back up
And I start to attack

Every body throw your hands
Up in the air
Everybody throw your hands
Up in the air

I don't want any of your money
But I'm down with a stack
I don't need to be the king
I be down with a jack

Everybody throw your hands
Up in the air
Everybody throw your hands
Up in the air

Cause I'm back
I'm back
I'm back
I'm back
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