Back up on my shit I'm smoking Ak again (Ak again)
Ex girl call my phone she wants me back again (Nah)
But we ain't going out like that ain't going back again (Nah)
Ain't got to touch another ounce to make them racks again
See, I'm back up in my bag I'm countin' racks again
Told my niggaz we was gonna get it, and it's happening
Took my niggaz all around the world and brought them back again
Put in work, late nights losing sleep this ain't no accident Nah
All these late nights in my thoughts they drive me crazy Ya, (Crazy yeah)
I been putting out these verses on the daily
Now every time I get up on stage it's for my baby (For my baby)
Got a foreign and a foreign like a beamer and Mercedes Ya
Now, I'm Back up on my shit I'm smoking Ak again (Ak again)
Ex girl call my phone she want me back again
But we ain't going out like that ain't going back again (Nah Nah)
Ain't got to touch another ounce to make them racks again (Nah)
All these walls up in my head I had my back against
Doubled down, count up every dollar so its accurate (Count it up!)
Hit the booth, send it off to Range, it sound immaculate
I was down, put the pen to paper, now I'm back again
Kampaign!
'96 Jordan I'm balling back on my ball again (Back on my ball)
Every time I come around I got these groupies panicking (They panicking)
But I can't trust no bitch, I stuff my clip, call that a traffic jam (Grrra)
Collect call from dawg he got locked up for all that trafficking
They don't pick you up they'll pull you down
I was reaching for a hand they let me fall and watched me drown (Watched me drown)
Ex bitch been moving backwards, she done left me for a clown
See the look up on her face when that valet pulling around
G Wag with the package, (AMG)
Stayed down made it happen (I make it happen)
Raf Simons, high fashion
Use to be a worker turned myself into a cash king (Cash king)
Told me I would fail, be dead or end in jail, (In a jail)
Ty, we made it this far time to give these niggaz hell
Back up on my shit I'm smoking Ak again (Ak again)
Ex girl call my phone she want me back again
But we ain't going out like that, ain't going back again (Nah nah)
Ain't got to touch another ounce to make them racks again! (Nah)
All these walls up in my head I had my back against
Doubled down, count up every dollar, so it's accurate
Hit the booth, send it off to Range it sound immaculate
I was down, put the pen to paper, now I'm back again
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Back up on my shit I'm smoking Ak again (Ak again)
Ex girl call my phone she wants me back again (Nah)
But we ain't going out like that ain't going back again (Nah)
Ain't got to touch another ounce to make them racks again
See, I'm back up in my bag I'm countin' racks again
Told my niggaz we was gonna get it, and it's happening
Took my niggaz all around the world and brought them back again
Put in work, late nights losing sleep this ain't no accident Nah
All these late nights in my thoughts they drive me crazy Ya, (Crazy yeah)
I been putting out these verses on the daily
Now every time I get up on stage it's for my baby (For my baby)
Got a foreign and a foreign like a beamer and Mercedes Ya
Now, I'm Back up on my shit I'm smoking Ak again (Ak again)
Ex girl call my phone she want me back again
But we ain't going out like that ain't going back again (Nah Nah)
Ain't got to touch another ounce to make them racks again (Nah)
All these walls up in my head I had my back against
Doubled down, count up every dollar so its accurate (Count it up!)
Hit the booth, send it off to Range, it sound immaculate
I was down, put the pen to paper, now I'm back again
Kampaign!
'96 Jordan I'm balling back on my ball again (Back on my ball)
Every time I come around I got these groupies panicking (They panicking)
But I can't trust no bitch, I stuff my clip, call that a traffic jam (Grrra)
Collect call from dawg he got locked up for all that trafficking
They don't pick you up they'll pull you down
I was reaching for a hand they let me fall and watched me drown (Watched me drown)
Ex bitch been moving backwards, she done left me for a clown
See the look up on her face when that valet pulling around
G Wag with the package, (AMG)
Stayed down made it happen (I make it happen)
Raf Simons, high fashion
Use to be a worker turned myself into a cash king (Cash king)
Told me I would fail, be dead or end in jail, (In a jail)
Ty, we made it this far time to give these niggaz hell
Back up on my shit I'm smoking Ak again (Ak again)
Ex girl call my phone she want me back again
But we ain't going out like that, ain't going back again (Nah nah)
Ain't got to touch another ounce to make them racks again! (Nah)
All these walls up in my head I had my back against
Doubled down, count up every dollar, so it's accurate
Hit the booth, send it off to Range it sound immaculate
I was down, put the pen to paper, now I'm back again
Ex girl call my phone she wants me back again (Nah)
But we ain't going out like that ain't going back again (Nah)
Ain't got to touch another ounce to make them racks again
See, I'm back up in my bag I'm countin' racks again
Told my niggaz we was gonna get it, and it's happening
Took my niggaz all around the world and brought them back again
Put in work, late nights losing sleep this ain't no accident Nah
All these late nights in my thoughts they drive me crazy Ya, (Crazy yeah)
I been putting out these verses on the daily
Now every time I get up on stage it's for my baby (For my baby)
Got a foreign and a foreign like a beamer and Mercedes Ya
Now, I'm Back up on my shit I'm smoking Ak again (Ak again)
Ex girl call my phone she want me back again
But we ain't going out like that ain't going back again (Nah Nah)
Ain't got to touch another ounce to make them racks again (Nah)
All these walls up in my head I had my back against
Doubled down, count up every dollar so its accurate (Count it up!)
Hit the booth, send it off to Range, it sound immaculate
I was down, put the pen to paper, now I'm back again
Kampaign!
'96 Jordan I'm balling back on my ball again (Back on my ball)
Every time I come around I got these groupies panicking (They panicking)
But I can't trust no bitch, I stuff my clip, call that a traffic jam (Grrra)
Collect call from dawg he got locked up for all that trafficking
They don't pick you up they'll pull you down
I was reaching for a hand they let me fall and watched me drown (Watched me drown)
Ex bitch been moving backwards, she done left me for a clown
See the look up on her face when that valet pulling around
G Wag with the package, (AMG)
Stayed down made it happen (I make it happen)
Raf Simons, high fashion
Use to be a worker turned myself into a cash king (Cash king)
Told me I would fail, be dead or end in jail, (In a jail)
Ty, we made it this far time to give these niggaz hell
Back up on my shit I'm smoking Ak again (Ak again)
Ex girl call my phone she want me back again
But we ain't going out like that, ain't going back again (Nah nah)
Ain't got to touch another ounce to make them racks again! (Nah)
All these walls up in my head I had my back against
Doubled down, count up every dollar, so it's accurate
Hit the booth, send it off to Range it sound immaculate
I was down, put the pen to paper, now I'm back again
Writer: Kamar Akoto-Rodriques, Ty Stewart-Nelson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid