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Back to Basics Video (MV)




Performed By: Talentz Tz
Language: English
Length: 4:47
Written by: Mark Robinson




Talentz Tz - Back to Basics Lyrics
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I got things that I don't like to talk about
I got moods when I feel like walkin out
I got friends that be quick to go and run they mouth
I got friends who ain't bout what they say they bout
Erry time I talk yea they comin for me yea
Quick to criticize so I won't even speak yea
Work a 9 to 5 erry day of the week yea
Feel I know my worth but yet it don't know me yea
Man I'm tired of the cycle time to stop it yea
Time to take off in a gold plated rocket yea
That means caint nobody tell me I ain't poppin yea
When they hatin that's when you know that you locked in yea
Gang wit a capital g yo
You is not messin wit me yo
People can take you for granted but I understand it some people are evil
They be the type to go flagrent and you get the shakin whole shootin ya free throw
They don't know I be the cheat code
So keep it comin for me noo
Gotta get back to the real cause I'm feelin fake
Gotta get back to the basics time to renovate
Lately I been in my mood every single day
So right now I gotta move got a dream to chase
Gotta let you know
Imma let you know
Starting now I'm only messin wit professionals
Imma take control
Imma take it slow
And imma get back the where it was supposed to go
Take it one at a time
No rush its all in ya mind
When it's ya time you'll blow up
You'll never gonna rewind
Just pace ya self you'll be fine
Let happiness fuel the grind
Just watch the band just glow up
There's no such thing as behind
Stuntin wit my pockets sittin on phatty
Finna go and cop the caddy
Imma go and change the addy
Cop a maid and call her patty
Be like patty
Book my flight to Cincinnati
See my wife man she a baddie
Book her flight to go to Cali
Do it up
All the pain is gone gone away
When I left it all yesterday
Look at all my flaws here today
Still I'm gonna ball anyway
I don't care bout all the shiny things no
Peace and love is really all I need no
If you really wanna be down wit me no
All you gotta do is just believe in yo self
Gotta get back to the real cause I'm feelin fake
Gotta get back to the basics time to renovate
Lately I been in my mood every single day
So right now I gotta move got a dream to chase
Gotta let you know
Imma let you know
Starting now I'm only messin wit professionals
Imma take control
Imma take it slow
And imma get back the where it was supposed to go
It's time to get to the money you but I gotta g for the week yeaaaa
I gotta record that's breaking the record for being the best wit the heat yeaaaa
Go tell my baby she in the Mercedes that I said it's time to go eat yeaaa
All of people who down wit the gang we the ones that the kids wanna be
We goin be up where the sun be
Livin our life like a movie
We're gonna go where we wann be
Countin up drinkin a smoothie
Head for the door when I hit em wit the okay
I ain't really messin wit the boys wit the rosay
Okay hit em wit the bana ga doche
I ain't really down wit the foreplay hitta wit the horseplay no way
Send my money thru the digital yea yea
You ain't even worth all the residual yea hitta yea
You ain't know that tz been a goat yea like yea
Made this beat all on cellular yea yea yea
Speak the money in existence yea yea yea
Can a hitta get a whiteness yea yea yea
You caint handle all the lit ness ya ya ya
You can't even take the hit list yea yea yea
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English

I got things that I don't like to talk about
I got moods when I feel like walkin out
I got friends that be quick to go and run they mouth
I got friends who ain't bout what they say they bout
Erry time I talk yea they comin for me yea
Quick to criticize so I won't even speak yea
Work a 9 to 5 erry day of the week yea
Feel I know my worth but yet it don't know me yea
Man I'm tired of the cycle time to stop it yea
Time to take off in a gold plated rocket yea
That means caint nobody tell me I ain't poppin yea
When they hatin that's when you know that you locked in yea
Gang wit a capital g yo
You is not messin wit me yo
People can take you for granted but I understand it some people are evil
They be the type to go flagrent and you get the shakin whole shootin ya free throw
They don't know I be the cheat code
So keep it comin for me noo
Gotta get back to the real cause I'm feelin fake
Gotta get back to the basics time to renovate
Lately I been in my mood every single day
So right now I gotta move got a dream to chase
Gotta let you know
Imma let you know
Starting now I'm only messin wit professionals
Imma take control
Imma take it slow
And imma get back the where it was supposed to go
Take it one at a time
No rush its all in ya mind
When it's ya time you'll blow up
You'll never gonna rewind
Just pace ya self you'll be fine
Let happiness fuel the grind
Just watch the band just glow up
There's no such thing as behind
Stuntin wit my pockets sittin on phatty
Finna go and cop the caddy
Imma go and change the addy
Cop a maid and call her patty
Be like patty
Book my flight to Cincinnati
See my wife man she a baddie
Book her flight to go to Cali
Do it up
All the pain is gone gone away
When I left it all yesterday
Look at all my flaws here today
Still I'm gonna ball anyway
I don't care bout all the shiny things no
Peace and love is really all I need no
If you really wanna be down wit me no
All you gotta do is just believe in yo self
Gotta get back to the real cause I'm feelin fake
Gotta get back to the basics time to renovate
Lately I been in my mood every single day
So right now I gotta move got a dream to chase
Gotta let you know
Imma let you know
Starting now I'm only messin wit professionals
Imma take control
Imma take it slow
And imma get back the where it was supposed to go
It's time to get to the money you but I gotta g for the week yeaaaa
I gotta record that's breaking the record for being the best wit the heat yeaaaa
Go tell my baby she in the Mercedes that I said it's time to go eat yeaaa
All of people who down wit the gang we the ones that the kids wanna be
We goin be up where the sun be
Livin our life like a movie
We're gonna go where we wann be
Countin up drinkin a smoothie
Head for the door when I hit em wit the okay
I ain't really messin wit the boys wit the rosay
Okay hit em wit the bana ga doche
I ain't really down wit the foreplay hitta wit the horseplay no way
Send my money thru the digital yea yea
You ain't even worth all the residual yea hitta yea
You ain't know that tz been a goat yea like yea
Made this beat all on cellular yea yea yea
Speak the money in existence yea yea yea
Can a hitta get a whiteness yea yea yea
You caint handle all the lit ness ya ya ya
You can't even take the hit list yea yea yea
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Writer: Mark Robinson
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