I fall back
He called before he died
But I ain't call back
I was mad I had just got shot
And I was doing bad
Chasing bags 90 in my lane
With a loaded mag
Living fast don't plan on dying young
I gotta get them back
Couple stacks
When they talking money
We sit back and laugh
Do the math
She gone give me head
While she run my bath
Getting cash couple more grand
And I could have bought a jag
Bitches mad
Me and my daughter
Gone spend a lot of cash
Fallback
Nigga you gone catch one
In your ball cap
I don't rap I just be explaining
For the way I act
I pop a flat 5th of the duse
And my city on my back
All black
When I'm in the streets
And when I speak on the track
Fast car 200 grams
Left in the cookie jar
Glock 30 it ain't no safety
So she ready to bark
Middle school
Served my first ounce
Told him meet at the park
Official
Grandma always told me
Im gone be a star
Rest In Peace
Uncle roofis
Told me I'm gone make it far
Got a bad habit of wearing black
But I was in the dark
Got my weight
Did my pull ups
And I was eating starch
Police tried to pin me to a robbery
I ain't take part
Poverty I won't let these niggas
Get the best of me
Double up
Ima call yoda
To get the recipe
Pistol tucked
Show them how I'm coming
If they f*ck with me
I hit it once
All of a sudden
She fell in love with me
And we don't do no acting
Pistol packing
A bigger 40 in my jacket
Ain't no catching me lacking
I just wanna raise my daughter
God that's all that I'm asking
I been eating
You been fasting
We in two different brackets
Ima go getter
I went and got it
They wasn't with it
I'm probably in your city
Know your plug
And got all your bitches
And if it's for the riches
Wash the money
Like it was dishes
I grant my momma wishes
Pay my brother and sis tuition
And where I came up
Nigga you ain't with it
You getting with it
Don't get it twisted
If you come approach me
I up the glizzy
Little Bella need me
I can't let nobody stop me from living
I'm really with it
I did some shit
That I'll never mention
So god forgive me
Poverty I won't let these niggas
Get the best of me
Double up
Ima call yoda
To get the recipe
Pistol tucked
Show them how I'm coming
If they f*ck with me
I hit it once
All of a sudden
She fell in love with me
And we don't do no acting
Pistol packing
A bigger 40 in my jacket
Ain't no catching me lacking
I just wanna raise my daughter
God that's all that I'm asking
I been eating
You been fasting
We in two different brackets
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English
I fall back
He called before he died
But I ain't call back
I was mad I had just got shot
And I was doing bad
Chasing bags 90 in my lane
With a loaded mag
Living fast don't plan on dying young
I gotta get them back
Couple stacks
When they talking money
We sit back and laugh
Do the math
She gone give me head
While she run my bath
Getting cash couple more grand
And I could have bought a jag
Bitches mad
Me and my daughter
Gone spend a lot of cash
Fallback
Nigga you gone catch one
In your ball cap
I don't rap I just be explaining
For the way I act
I pop a flat 5th of the duse
And my city on my back
All black
When I'm in the streets
And when I speak on the track
Fast car 200 grams
Left in the cookie jar
Glock 30 it ain't no safety
So she ready to bark
Middle school
Served my first ounce
Told him meet at the park
Official
Grandma always told me
Im gone be a star
Rest In Peace
Uncle roofis
Told me I'm gone make it far
Got a bad habit of wearing black
But I was in the dark
Got my weight
Did my pull ups
And I was eating starch
Police tried to pin me to a robbery
I ain't take part
Poverty I won't let these niggas
Get the best of me
Double up
Ima call yoda
To get the recipe
Pistol tucked
Show them how I'm coming
If they f*ck with me
I hit it once
All of a sudden
She fell in love with me
And we don't do no acting
Pistol packing
A bigger 40 in my jacket
Ain't no catching me lacking
I just wanna raise my daughter
God that's all that I'm asking
I been eating
You been fasting
We in two different brackets
Ima go getter
I went and got it
They wasn't with it
I'm probably in your city
Know your plug
And got all your bitches
And if it's for the riches
Wash the money
Like it was dishes
I grant my momma wishes
Pay my brother and sis tuition
And where I came up
Nigga you ain't with it
You getting with it
Don't get it twisted
If you come approach me
I up the glizzy
Little Bella need me
I can't let nobody stop me from living
I'm really with it
I did some shit
That I'll never mention
So god forgive me
Poverty I won't let these niggas
Get the best of me
Double up
Ima call yoda
To get the recipe
Pistol tucked
Show them how I'm coming
If they f*ck with me
I hit it once
All of a sudden
She fell in love with me
And we don't do no acting
Pistol packing
A bigger 40 in my jacket
Ain't no catching me lacking
I just wanna raise my daughter
God that's all that I'm asking
I been eating
You been fasting
We in two different brackets
He called before he died
But I ain't call back
I was mad I had just got shot
And I was doing bad
Chasing bags 90 in my lane
With a loaded mag
Living fast don't plan on dying young
I gotta get them back
Couple stacks
When they talking money
We sit back and laugh
Do the math
She gone give me head
While she run my bath
Getting cash couple more grand
And I could have bought a jag
Bitches mad
Me and my daughter
Gone spend a lot of cash
Fallback
Nigga you gone catch one
In your ball cap
I don't rap I just be explaining
For the way I act
I pop a flat 5th of the duse
And my city on my back
All black
When I'm in the streets
And when I speak on the track
Fast car 200 grams
Left in the cookie jar
Glock 30 it ain't no safety
So she ready to bark
Middle school
Served my first ounce
Told him meet at the park
Official
Grandma always told me
Im gone be a star
Rest In Peace
Uncle roofis
Told me I'm gone make it far
Got a bad habit of wearing black
But I was in the dark
Got my weight
Did my pull ups
And I was eating starch
Police tried to pin me to a robbery
I ain't take part
Poverty I won't let these niggas
Get the best of me
Double up
Ima call yoda
To get the recipe
Pistol tucked
Show them how I'm coming
If they f*ck with me
I hit it once
All of a sudden
She fell in love with me
And we don't do no acting
Pistol packing
A bigger 40 in my jacket
Ain't no catching me lacking
I just wanna raise my daughter
God that's all that I'm asking
I been eating
You been fasting
We in two different brackets
Ima go getter
I went and got it
They wasn't with it
I'm probably in your city
Know your plug
And got all your bitches
And if it's for the riches
Wash the money
Like it was dishes
I grant my momma wishes
Pay my brother and sis tuition
And where I came up
Nigga you ain't with it
You getting with it
Don't get it twisted
If you come approach me
I up the glizzy
Little Bella need me
I can't let nobody stop me from living
I'm really with it
I did some shit
That I'll never mention
So god forgive me
Poverty I won't let these niggas
Get the best of me
Double up
Ima call yoda
To get the recipe
Pistol tucked
Show them how I'm coming
If they f*ck with me
I hit it once
All of a sudden
She fell in love with me
And we don't do no acting
Pistol packing
A bigger 40 in my jacket
Ain't no catching me lacking
I just wanna raise my daughter
God that's all that I'm asking
I been eating
You been fasting
We in two different brackets
Writer: Maxwell McNair
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