Hold up... take a pic
Cuz me and the camera... we go together like Brees and Kamara
This ain't even fair
But I dont even care
I'm back to work
In the lab... you'll find me there
I promise there ain't nothin wrong
My title and reign yeah that's long
I'm new to my flow but it's strong
Call me creme of the crop
And king of the kong
I pick my boys up like a prong
You know I spend every night like it's prom
Laxed in the basement I cannot deny
The three of us were the simplest guys
Takin em home like an RBI
And no this is not a goodbye
Just handin the mic to lil dough that's my guy
Back to work, back to work
Me and my guys gon get back to work
Back to work, back to work
Making this heat... this is our work
I drive a white bronco... but my name's not Simpson
For the city, that's what I'm representing
I talk slow... and y'all better listen
But I'm bout to blow... y'all better not miss it
Yo... it's E and me
Big Mike on da track just dropping beats
Imma shark in the water, don't swim with me
Do it like Chance, stay label-free
Say what
I grow on the money tree
My flow... it's straight currency
You know... it's about to be
Too ill... it will make you sneeze
This game is over... its between you and me
The winner's been decided and it's the FMC
I'm back for more like I'm Dirk
Enterprising call me Kirk
We meet on the court you get murked
Cuz I'm up pullin up on you like I'm Trey Burke
Man... we back for more
Back to the drawing board
I'm back to that shoot and score
My City, that's who it's for
Like Keef, you fall through the floor
Now this, you cant ignore
We shooting our shot
And we calling the shots
We coming in hot
And risking a lot
You gone get got
So take a step back
The boys are back
Get off our back
Its over now, I'm reeling it back
It's time... to start running it back