Kincade - Land of The Greats Lyrics

In the land of the greats out here by my lonely
Pats on the bacc only come from my homies
Facing the blunt that's the only opponent
If I get a play I get my brother on it
Remember them days eating ham and Bologna
Yea I still eat it bacc then didn't want it
Grab me some Fritos and never go hungry
Grandmama purse ima' peppermint junky
Crossing the traccs if I get the munchies
Self made boss really came from the country
Climb to the top kinda felt like a monkey
Assumptions are funny pin tails on the donkey
I look to my left I look to my right
It's Me vs. Me while I'm marathon running
Thanks to the man I turned nothing to something
Bacc in the day my nickname was pumpkin
Carve up the game make em' cry like a onion
Sicc of this shit on the toilet I vomit
Change up the play switching out the QB's
You know I got you, so you better dump it
Hang out the bacc hold on ima' punch it
Know they'll shoot I perfected my punching
Fifty raccs in a day better watch what you say
Putting bread on his head turn his fam into lunches
Trap where I stay and you lay where you play
It's like handing a tray if you enter my dungeon
Hit the bacc of his necc make the family upset
While I'm at the crib outside doing crunches
Gotta stay fit, cause life really lit
You know the motto just roll with the punches
I know it's a figure of speech watch out for the leech
Cause they'll pop up like some fungus

In the land of the greats out here by my lonely
Pats on the bacc only come from my homies
Facing the blunt that's the only opponent
If I get a play I get my brother on it
Remember them days eating ham and Bologna
Yea I still eat it bacc then didn't want it
Grab me some Fritos and never go hungry
Grandmama purse ima' peppermint junky
Crossing the traccs if I get the munchies
Self made boss really came from the country
Climb to the top kinda felt like a monkey
Assumptions are funny pin tails on the donkey
I look to my left I look to my right
It's Me vs. Me while I'm marathon running
Thanks to the man I turned nothing to something
Bacc in the day my nickname was pumpkin
Carve up the game make em' cry like a onion
Sicc of this shit on the toilet I vomit
Change up the play switching out the QB's
You know I got you, so you better dump it
Hang out the bacc hold on ima' punch it
Know they'll shoot I perfected my punching
Fifty raccs in a day better watch what you say
Putting bread on his head turn his fam into lunches
Trap where I stay and you lay where you play
It's like handing a tray if you enter my dungeon
Hit the bacc of his necc make the family upset
While I'm at the crib outside doing crunches
Gotta stay fit, cause life really lit
You know the motto just roll with the punches
I know it's a figure of speech watch out for the leech
Cause they'll pop up like some fungus