Yea yea yea yea
It feels so good to be back
I been just making good decisions
Keep drugs and my brothers with him
Niggas hate like the love forbidden
Real ones know I been that nigga
They ain't eem know bout me
I was on the road wit my things
I was in the show wit my bros
In the pit wit the nosebleeds
I made flowing look so easy
Now they think I'm the Goat
While they do this for clout
Goin in keep my soul eased
If you want a K.O. verse I'm taxing
Y'all got the game f*cked up like scratches
I am the same motherf*cka that
Will assemble a rap
Quicker than an attack
And walk out that...
With my bag, that's a
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