Uh, I'm tryna get to the racks
I can't lie, done f*cked up a bag
Down in the game, gotta get to a sack
I was down bad, but I had to come back
I just pulled that new shit off the lot, now she back
I'm addicted to money it's somethin' like crack
And these niggas been playin' both sides
Ain't naive to the fact, If he stab me, I'm stabbin' him back
I'm in a race to a mill, on your mark, let's go
I don't got time, bitch, I'm back on the road
Had to get to a bag and stop stealin' from stores
Don't gotta prove shit to niggas, cause my mama know
Free Trevy Trev, f*ck the feds, they some hoes
Niggas wearin' another man's shit like a hoe
I ain't have my hand out, got myself out the hole
Gotta stay down and get paper, I stick to the code
Uh, tryna run up me a million and move away from home
Thinkin' bout how I'ma get it, got me in my zone
(Got me in my zone)
And if you ain't talkin' bout money, then leave me alone
You got one time to cross me and you gone
If a nigga try rob, he get hit in his dome
Uh, niggas ain't talkin' bout shit, they just be in the way
What you know bout wakin' up, makin' racks in a day
Shawty said that she love me, I just love her face
I'm a hemi, go fast like a racer
She was a cool little vibe, ain't no chance I'ma date her
Everywhere I go, they know me, I feel like the mayor
I walk in the designer my body, they can't help but stare
Bitch I just run it up, run it up, run it up
Why the f*ck these lil' niggas think they can't get touched?
I got a name, got no choice but to clutch
When you livin' like this, you gon' stay in a rush
I gotta make it, cause my whole life, I had a hunch
I'll never stop, I need racks, I need more than a bunch
I came in hard, gotta finish, it's time for the crunch
I finally came up, no way I'll go back to the bus, yeah
Uh, I'm tryna get to the racks
I can't lie, done f*cked up a bag
Down in the game, gotta get to a sack
I was down bad, but I had to come back
I just pulled that new shit off the lot, now she back
I'm addicted to money it's somethin' like crack
And these niggas been playin' both sides
Ain't naive to the fact, If he stab me, I'm stabbin' him back
I'm in a race to a mill, on your mark, let's go
I don't got time, bitch, I'm back on the road
Had to get to a bag and stop stealin' from stores
Don't gotta prove shit to niggas, cause my mama know
Free Trevy Trev, f*ck the feds, they some hoes
Niggas wearin' another man's shit like a hoe
I ain't have my hand out, got myself out the hole
Gotta stay down and get paper, I stick to the code
Ricky Rick - Come Back Lyrics
Ricky Rick - Come Back Lyrics
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Uh, I'm tryna get to the racks
I can't lie, done f*cked up a bag
Down in the game, gotta get to a sack
I was down bad, but I had to come back
I just pulled that new shit off the lot, now she back
I'm addicted to money it's somethin' like crack
And these niggas been playin' both sides
Ain't naive to the fact, If he stab me, I'm stabbin' him back
I'm in a race to a mill, on your mark, let's go
I don't got time, bitch, I'm back on the road
Had to get to a bag and stop stealin' from stores
Don't gotta prove shit to niggas, cause my mama know
Free Trevy Trev, f*ck the feds, they some hoes
Niggas wearin' another man's shit like a hoe
I ain't have my hand out, got myself out the hole
Gotta stay down and get paper, I stick to the code
Uh, tryna run up me a million and move away from home
Thinkin' bout how I'ma get it, got me in my zone
(Got me in my zone)
And if you ain't talkin' bout money, then leave me alone
You got one time to cross me and you gone
If a nigga try rob, he get hit in his dome
Uh, niggas ain't talkin' bout shit, they just be in the way
What you know bout wakin' up, makin' racks in a day
Shawty said that she love me, I just love her face
I'm a hemi, go fast like a racer
She was a cool little vibe, ain't no chance I'ma date her
Everywhere I go, they know me, I feel like the mayor
I walk in the designer my body, they can't help but stare
Bitch I just run it up, run it up, run it up
Why the f*ck these lil' niggas think they can't get touched?
I got a name, got no choice but to clutch
When you livin' like this, you gon' stay in a rush
I gotta make it, cause my whole life, I had a hunch
I'll never stop, I need racks, I need more than a bunch
I came in hard, gotta finish, it's time for the crunch
I finally came up, no way I'll go back to the bus, yeah
Uh, I'm tryna get to the racks
I can't lie, done f*cked up a bag
Down in the game, gotta get to a sack
I was down bad, but I had to come back
I just pulled that new shit off the lot, now she back
I'm addicted to money it's somethin' like crack
And these niggas been playin' both sides
Ain't naive to the fact, If he stab me, I'm stabbin' him back
I'm in a race to a mill, on your mark, let's go
I don't got time, bitch, I'm back on the road
Had to get to a bag and stop stealin' from stores
Don't gotta prove shit to niggas, cause my mama know
Free Trevy Trev, f*ck the feds, they some hoes
Niggas wearin' another man's shit like a hoe
I ain't have my hand out, got myself out the hole
Gotta stay down and get paper, I stick to the code
I can't lie, done f*cked up a bag
Down in the game, gotta get to a sack
I was down bad, but I had to come back
I just pulled that new shit off the lot, now she back
I'm addicted to money it's somethin' like crack
And these niggas been playin' both sides
Ain't naive to the fact, If he stab me, I'm stabbin' him back
I'm in a race to a mill, on your mark, let's go
I don't got time, bitch, I'm back on the road
Had to get to a bag and stop stealin' from stores
Don't gotta prove shit to niggas, cause my mama know
Free Trevy Trev, f*ck the feds, they some hoes
Niggas wearin' another man's shit like a hoe
I ain't have my hand out, got myself out the hole
Gotta stay down and get paper, I stick to the code
Uh, tryna run up me a million and move away from home
Thinkin' bout how I'ma get it, got me in my zone
(Got me in my zone)
And if you ain't talkin' bout money, then leave me alone
You got one time to cross me and you gone
If a nigga try rob, he get hit in his dome
Uh, niggas ain't talkin' bout shit, they just be in the way
What you know bout wakin' up, makin' racks in a day
Shawty said that she love me, I just love her face
I'm a hemi, go fast like a racer
She was a cool little vibe, ain't no chance I'ma date her
Everywhere I go, they know me, I feel like the mayor
I walk in the designer my body, they can't help but stare
Bitch I just run it up, run it up, run it up
Why the f*ck these lil' niggas think they can't get touched?
I got a name, got no choice but to clutch
When you livin' like this, you gon' stay in a rush
I gotta make it, cause my whole life, I had a hunch
I'll never stop, I need racks, I need more than a bunch
I came in hard, gotta finish, it's time for the crunch
I finally came up, no way I'll go back to the bus, yeah
Uh, I'm tryna get to the racks
I can't lie, done f*cked up a bag
Down in the game, gotta get to a sack
I was down bad, but I had to come back
I just pulled that new shit off the lot, now she back
I'm addicted to money it's somethin' like crack
And these niggas been playin' both sides
Ain't naive to the fact, If he stab me, I'm stabbin' him back
I'm in a race to a mill, on your mark, let's go
I don't got time, bitch, I'm back on the road
Had to get to a bag and stop stealin' from stores
Don't gotta prove shit to niggas, cause my mama know
Free Trevy Trev, f*ck the feds, they some hoes
Niggas wearin' another man's shit like a hoe
I ain't have my hand out, got myself out the hole
Gotta stay down and get paper, I stick to the code
Writer: Rick Walker
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