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Back2Pounds Video (MV)




Performed By: T1ob
Length: 3:13
Written by: T1ob
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T1ob - Back2Pounds Lyrics




Ehy nigga wake up, we almost there, what time is it?
Big as f*ckin' watch, can't even tell the time...

I don't know the time, but my time is now
I been known to shine like a diamond, wow
You don't know my name, now you finding out
For all my niggas in the hole, now we climbing out
Work it man, I work it true, I work it like a boss
Work it so the revenue is shredding through the loss
That bitch is acting thotie, man she starting to turn me off
I don't keep em' in my circle, she probably burn the D off
Cold, on my toes, a nigga don't save hoes
US dollars when I holler, don't bother with pesos
Whip the whip in silver and witness the gray glow
They can lay low, let's knock em' out KO

Man I need this, I can't f*ck this life
I don't see this, I'm like what's this life
And I'm bleeding, cuz I wan't my cut in life
And uh... F*ck that shit I think I'm moving back
I'm moving back to moving pounds

Man I need this, I can't f*ck this life
I don't see this, I'm like what's this life
And I'm bleeding, cuz I wan't my cut in life
And uh... F*ck that shit I think I'm moving back
I'm moving back to moving pounds

Independent crack, I don't need a deal
This ain't even rap, bitch it's me for real
I'm growing out of racks, f*ck I need a mill
Get in the way of that, that, you can be the kill
Reminiscing pitching, and flipping for dirty cash
Remember when we hit em' and dippin' to hurry fast
Up the lama when we stomp ya, The Bandit ol' dirty ass
Keep my mama out the drama, I want her to worry last
Pounds on the cabinet, man a nigga stay G'ed up
So much money on the table, gotta see to believe us
Gold ice on the wrist, you seeing the freezer
If a nigga think he cold, we gon' greet em' with heaters
Boss shit! I can't call it, semi-alcoholic
Only got a conscience for filling up my wallet
Profit, profit, get it so honest and modest
Hog it, nothing in life is costless...

Man I need this, I can't f*ck this life
I don't see this, I'm like what's this life
And I'm bleeding, cuz I wan't my cut in life
And uh... F*ck that shit I think I'm moving back
I'm moving back to moving pounds

Man I need this, I can't f*ck this life
I don't see this, I'm like what's this life
And I'm bleeding, cuz I wan't my cut in life
And uh...F*ck that shit I think I'm moving back
I'm moving back to moving pounds

F*ck that shit I think I'm moving back
I'm moving back to moving pounds

F*ck that shit I think I'm moving back
I'm moving back to moving pounds
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Ehy nigga wake up, we almost there, what time is it?
Big as f*ckin' watch, can't even tell the time...

I don't know the time, but my time is now
I been known to shine like a diamond, wow
You don't know my name, now you finding out
For all my niggas in the hole, now we climbing out
Work it man, I work it true, I work it like a boss
Work it so the revenue is shredding through the loss
That bitch is acting thotie, man she starting to turn me off
I don't keep em' in my circle, she probably burn the D off
Cold, on my toes, a nigga don't save hoes
US dollars when I holler, don't bother with pesos
Whip the whip in silver and witness the gray glow
They can lay low, let's knock em' out KO

Man I need this, I can't f*ck this life
I don't see this, I'm like what's this life
And I'm bleeding, cuz I wan't my cut in life
And uh... F*ck that shit I think I'm moving back
I'm moving back to moving pounds

Man I need this, I can't f*ck this life
I don't see this, I'm like what's this life
And I'm bleeding, cuz I wan't my cut in life
And uh... F*ck that shit I think I'm moving back
I'm moving back to moving pounds

Independent crack, I don't need a deal
This ain't even rap, bitch it's me for real
I'm growing out of racks, f*ck I need a mill
Get in the way of that, that, you can be the kill
Reminiscing pitching, and flipping for dirty cash
Remember when we hit em' and dippin' to hurry fast
Up the lama when we stomp ya, The Bandit ol' dirty ass
Keep my mama out the drama, I want her to worry last
Pounds on the cabinet, man a nigga stay G'ed up
So much money on the table, gotta see to believe us
Gold ice on the wrist, you seeing the freezer
If a nigga think he cold, we gon' greet em' with heaters
Boss shit! I can't call it, semi-alcoholic
Only got a conscience for filling up my wallet
Profit, profit, get it so honest and modest
Hog it, nothing in life is costless...

Man I need this, I can't f*ck this life
I don't see this, I'm like what's this life
And I'm bleeding, cuz I wan't my cut in life
And uh... F*ck that shit I think I'm moving back
I'm moving back to moving pounds

Man I need this, I can't f*ck this life
I don't see this, I'm like what's this life
And I'm bleeding, cuz I wan't my cut in life
And uh...F*ck that shit I think I'm moving back
I'm moving back to moving pounds

F*ck that shit I think I'm moving back
I'm moving back to moving pounds

F*ck that shit I think I'm moving back
I'm moving back to moving pounds
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Writer: T1ob
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