Back Home
Lyrics
Yeah
Look
I want it all now
I gotta ball now
Nigga I'm too close, why the fuck would I calm down
This my Jordan year, I'm 2-3, like Lebron now
Just a young nigga that's tryna make it out Chi-town
Got so many hits in the vault, it's 'bout time I let 'em out
Seen y'all niggas scared to do features wit me, fuck is that about
I even dropped my price to yo budget dog, you talking 'bout clout
Prolly don't wanna hear my name all inside ya bitch mouth
No I ain't number two
But I talk shit
Doing big things with the ones I started off wit
Gotta Jesus piece wit designer on, that's a cross fit
Yeah, girl I just need you to know who you better off wit, yeah uh
I
Doubled up from the last time, I know
For a while I was gone but I'm back home
Ol' girl wanna know what the boy on
But her number not even saved in my phone
Gotta win wit who I started wit
Fresh prince, young king, never had to wear a cardigan
Shorty wanna make love so I got her propped up on the ottoman, yeah
Can't stop bringing hits like Jackie Robinson
What I say I mean, yeah
They been talking alotta shit, like somebody will believe 'em
Why would I switch on my dogs, ion need new people
Middle finger to all my foes but they let realist team in
I
Doubled up from the last time, I know
For a while I was gone but I'm back home, yeah
Ol' girl wanna know what the boy on
But her number not even saved in my phone
Ayy, I'm back now
Yeah
Yeah
Look
I want it all now
I gotta ball now
Nigga I'm too close, why the fuck would I calm down
This my Jordan year, I'm 2-3, like Lebron now
Just a young nigga that's tryna make it out Chi-town
Got so many hits in the vault, it's 'bout time I let 'em out
Seen y'all niggas scared to do features wit me, fuck is that about
I even dropped my price to yo budget dog, you talking 'bout clout
Prolly don't wanna hear my name all inside ya bitch mouth
No I ain't number two
But I talk shit
Doing big things with the ones I started off wit
Gotta Jesus piece wit designer on, that's a cross fit
Yeah, girl I just need you to know who you better off wit, yeah uh
I
Doubled up from the last time, I know
For a while I was gone but I'm back home
Ol' girl wanna know what the boy on
But her number not even saved in my phone
Gotta win wit who I started wit
Fresh prince, young king, never had to wear a cardigan
Shorty wanna make love so I got her propped up on the ottoman, yeah
Can't stop bringing hits like Jackie Robinson
What I say I mean, yeah
They been talking alotta shit, like somebody will believe 'em
Why would I switch on my dogs, ion need new people
Middle finger to all my foes but they let realist team in
I
Doubled up from the last time, I know
For a while I was gone but I'm back home, yeah
Ol' girl wanna know what the boy on
But her number not even saved in my phone
Ayy, I'm back now
Yeah
Writer(s): Trevor Bell
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