
lirik lagu mgm lett - get back
[intro]
(al geno on the track)
this sh~t easy, man
man, stop playin’, man
man, like i ain’t one of them, n~gga
don’t do that
mm, mm, f~ck n~gga knew that
[verse]
hit the ground and then i ran (i ran), all this sh~t up to the ceiling (celing)
i get paid to rap to fans ’bout how i move and how i’m livin’ (fans, how i’m livin’, yeah)
buddy really was a gangster ’til he went and told cops (gangster, told cops)
look up and tell the lord, “thank you” every time the load drop (thank you, every time the load drop)
i get higher than the mountain like i feel a rush mode (high, i feel a rush mode)
i just got a hundred pounds in, now them b~tches must go (pounds in, them b~tches must go)
gettin’ too much of this papеr, man, it ain’t no such thing (such thing)
i’m a v12, girl, your n~gga like a v6 mustang (stop playin’)
remembеr we weren’t able with no cable watchin’ pbs (cable)
now look at me shinin’, every diamond i got vvs (vv)
i been peep the hate, ran up that pape’ and now you see me less (you see)
six feet in that crate the only time you probably see me rest (yeah)
ten b~tches on the sprinter, look, that b~tch lookin’ like a party van (a party van)
i listen to choppers, i am not no playboi carti fan (playboi carti fan)
all i know is score all the dope and then i get it gone (score, score)
they left out i was broke, run no more, they got sh~tted on (broke, broke, broke)
my government name malcolm, not the middle, b~tch, i’m havin’ knots (not the middle though)
knock a n~gga backwards like the nike sign on travis scott (travis scott)
she asked for sixty~five dollars just to get her nails did (nails did)
sent her sixty~five hundred, i’m the bbl kid (the bbl kid)
i just got her tail did, got them racks, i’m a grip piller (i knew that)
foreign sh~t so fine, she done fell in love with lip filler (yeah)
don’t be hidin’ in your house, they can’t get you, they get your fam’ (get your fam’)
run this sh~t back up and at that n~gga bank on instagram
like i told you (told you), they keep hollerin’, “get back to the old you” (the old you)
had to take a sit back just to get back to a better me (better me)
n~ggas think i lost it, i quit talkin’, finna let ’em see (let ’em see)
i’m back on my boss sh~t and it’s costin’ n~ggas ass just to breathe ’cause i’m steppin’ on they necks (necks)
got it tatted on my sleeve, money, power and respect (respect)
don’t be playin’ with my cheese, all this sh~t’ll get aggressive (don’t)
so many shots in the car, flo from progressive couldn’t even help ’em (woah)
i just poured a four for breakfast
we don’t smoke, it taste like pancakes (pan)
can’t call you no boss if you ain’t makin’ sure your mans straight (your man straight)
can’t go to no b~tch house, she come with me but she ain’t stayin’ late (stayin’ late)
you play, your ass grass, in your yard with that chopper like i landscape
i’m grindin’ for a stupid big~ass house that got a fire place (you knew that)
you n~ggas poppin’ out the blue but i been poppin’ sh~t since mysp~ce (they knew that)
he got interrogated, rantin’, now he frantic, he through (yeah)
me and leek got vibes up in the mansion like a 20 v2 (12)
i try not to question god but i really need an answer (and ask him, “why?”)
my lil’ girl just turned seven months and got diagnosed with cancer (i love her)
i realized i smoked like seven blunts when they said it’s stage four (man, this sh~t ain’t no way)
every time i reach a chapter, life try to turn my page closed
man, i swear this sh~t get stupid (stupid), mama lost her life to lupus (lupus)
lost both my brothers back~to~back (back~to~back), right after that sh~t had me clueless (it had me clueless)
spent two fifty, ack for rack (rack for rack), when i got my deal, they thought i blew it (i didn’t though)
ain’t cry ’bout none that sh~t, i got it back, lil’ b~tch, i do it (all sh~t whole)
[outro]
and that was sh~t that was happenin’ back~to~back
like, soon as a n~gga started goin’ up, started goin’ crazy
as soon as i signed my deal, it was like, sh~t started goin’ left
like, like i was cursed or somethin’
conspiracies on the hood, losin’ loved ones
police took all my jewelry, cases, twenty~six thousand on lawyers
like, n~gga wasn’t stunt rappin’, man, n~gga had so much real life sh~t goin’ on
next thing like, every time i get in my groove, life’ll come hit me with some more sh~t
like, have me questionin’ if this sh~t for me
but i know that sh~t ain’t happen for nothin’, man
somebody gotta make it out to tell the story
and clearly it’s me
don’t do that
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