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Bi$hop - Guess Who's Back 2 Lyrics



Bi$hop - Guess Who's Back 2 Lyrics




Don't believe nothing that they say to me Niggas can smile in my face and still be playin
Me 24 hours for me just ain't enough
Air mattresses used to deflate and shit got rough
Sleepin' on the couch, felt like I wasn't doin' enough

Nigga ask me where I'm goin', bitch, I'm goin' up
Put in the work and got some L's, but no, it ain't for luck
Made it this far from the back of the truck with the child lock
I been in and out of shit, book up my life

Got tears on the f*ckin' pages, turn them over like I made it
Quick to lose my temper, got my mama ways
I done had some sad days, moved on from my past ways
F*ck up way too often, I'm not perfect, I'm exhausted

I was workin' and they say I don't deserve this
Bitch, I do this for a purpose
Not to look cool, but just know my granny out there workin
Lookin' at these mansions with my bros like, damn, we deserve this

But we ain't gon' get nowhere if we don't work hard for certain
And that's the truth, use my voice as a stand so you know I got the truth
If they hate on what you do, then they wanna do what you do
Money never made you rich, but you guaranteed to switch

Rather have all the respect and the loyalty than money
You might think that shit a joke, but I promise it's not funny
Keep your eyes on your own plate
Been okay with not bein' okay these days

Gotta keep one eye open while you pray these days
Cause bein' on your knees don't feel as safe these days
I been scoring without dribblin' like klay these days
Out all mornin', mama textin' me like, where my car at

And when she get her car back, that shit filled up with stacks
That's how we do
I told my bro, you see that mansion? Comin' soon
Tell me what you gon' do when the drugs stop workin

The money stop comin' and the fans stop searchin' your name on Spotify
Is it a plan B? If you understand me, you probably understand B
Cripplin' thoughts of workin' as an average man, B
Make up your mind when your life turn to grind

And you cryin' full-time
I won't believe it when I make it there
Back-to-back flights with no sleep, I had to make it here
Nigga, I'm not satisfied with what the f*ck I make a year

Spotify don't pay your ass enough to write up in that chair
Grandma put on Janet and Michael like, I'm gon' make it there
Manifestin' goodbye, I appreciate what I got here
Nigga, yeah, I'll take this year

2024 comin', I'ma take that year
Hope you niggas got some fear, swear to God
Niggas askin' where I'm goin', bitch, I'm goin' up
Put in some work and got some L's, but no, this ain't for luck

Broke the volume and it's stuck, they can never turn me down
They can never steal my crown, bishop, gettin' bigger now
He was just a little child, back always against the rules
But I'm still givin' hope, givin' music like it's dope

Only way I know the cope, sharin' all my pain for a fraction of a cent
If it's money to be got, then it's money I'ma get
Nigga, bitches here and bitches there, where the f*ck should I lay
I quit smokin', but just understand it's been a long day

Feel the anger comin' in, goin' back the old way
I did it with the team, split the cost with my pops
I still remember when I put the stacks in the socks
Just a little nigga puttin' checks into stocks

I saw the bigger picture, I just didn't have a watch
Right
Nigga askin' where I'm goin', bitch, I'm goin' up
Put in some work and got some L's, but no, this ain't for luck

They all stuck, that's why they hate, so I don't give a f*ck
They fear the kid, they fear the dear, and I'm just gettin' bucks
And you been passin' on the weed, is you gon' hit or what
And if you get up in his truck, you better shoot shit up

That nigga's shakin', he nervous, he can't f*ck with us
Nigga's askin' where I'm goin', bitch, I'm goin' up
Put in some work and got some L's, but no, this ain't for luck
I can't, I can't make this up, quite literally

They can start usin' smart words and shit
Yeah
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English

Don't believe nothing that they say to me Niggas can smile in my face and still be playin
Me 24 hours for me just ain't enough
Air mattresses used to deflate and shit got rough
Sleepin' on the couch, felt like I wasn't doin' enough

Nigga ask me where I'm goin', bitch, I'm goin' up
Put in the work and got some L's, but no, it ain't for luck
Made it this far from the back of the truck with the child lock
I been in and out of shit, book up my life

Got tears on the f*ckin' pages, turn them over like I made it
Quick to lose my temper, got my mama ways
I done had some sad days, moved on from my past ways
F*ck up way too often, I'm not perfect, I'm exhausted

I was workin' and they say I don't deserve this
Bitch, I do this for a purpose
Not to look cool, but just know my granny out there workin
Lookin' at these mansions with my bros like, damn, we deserve this

But we ain't gon' get nowhere if we don't work hard for certain
And that's the truth, use my voice as a stand so you know I got the truth
If they hate on what you do, then they wanna do what you do
Money never made you rich, but you guaranteed to switch

Rather have all the respect and the loyalty than money
You might think that shit a joke, but I promise it's not funny
Keep your eyes on your own plate
Been okay with not bein' okay these days

Gotta keep one eye open while you pray these days
Cause bein' on your knees don't feel as safe these days
I been scoring without dribblin' like klay these days
Out all mornin', mama textin' me like, where my car at

And when she get her car back, that shit filled up with stacks
That's how we do
I told my bro, you see that mansion? Comin' soon
Tell me what you gon' do when the drugs stop workin

The money stop comin' and the fans stop searchin' your name on Spotify
Is it a plan B? If you understand me, you probably understand B
Cripplin' thoughts of workin' as an average man, B
Make up your mind when your life turn to grind

And you cryin' full-time
I won't believe it when I make it there
Back-to-back flights with no sleep, I had to make it here
Nigga, I'm not satisfied with what the f*ck I make a year

Spotify don't pay your ass enough to write up in that chair
Grandma put on Janet and Michael like, I'm gon' make it there
Manifestin' goodbye, I appreciate what I got here
Nigga, yeah, I'll take this year

2024 comin', I'ma take that year
Hope you niggas got some fear, swear to God
Niggas askin' where I'm goin', bitch, I'm goin' up
Put in some work and got some L's, but no, this ain't for luck

Broke the volume and it's stuck, they can never turn me down
They can never steal my crown, bishop, gettin' bigger now
He was just a little child, back always against the rules
But I'm still givin' hope, givin' music like it's dope

Only way I know the cope, sharin' all my pain for a fraction of a cent
If it's money to be got, then it's money I'ma get
Nigga, bitches here and bitches there, where the f*ck should I lay
I quit smokin', but just understand it's been a long day

Feel the anger comin' in, goin' back the old way
I did it with the team, split the cost with my pops
I still remember when I put the stacks in the socks
Just a little nigga puttin' checks into stocks

I saw the bigger picture, I just didn't have a watch
Right
Nigga askin' where I'm goin', bitch, I'm goin' up
Put in some work and got some L's, but no, this ain't for luck

They all stuck, that's why they hate, so I don't give a f*ck
They fear the kid, they fear the dear, and I'm just gettin' bucks
And you been passin' on the weed, is you gon' hit or what
And if you get up in his truck, you better shoot shit up

That nigga's shakin', he nervous, he can't f*ck with us
Nigga's askin' where I'm goin', bitch, I'm goin' up
Put in some work and got some L's, but no, this ain't for luck
I can't, I can't make this up, quite literally

They can start usin' smart words and shit
Yeah
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Writer: Aurel Jashari, Bishop Jackson
Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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Performed By: Bi$hop
Language: English
Length: 4:24
Written by: Aurel Jashari, Bishop Jackson

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