Yeah
Hey
Welcome Back, Bitches
Used to try to rap for the hell of it
Hear the Bass thump from the trunk
Like an elephant, It's evident
I am in my element, 1920s elegance
F*ck that other excrement
We gon' set the precedent
And show you something like you never heard
Where lines are getting blurred
And the rhymes are so absurd, yes sir
Imma star that's yet to be observed
And if you can't see that
You can have your just deserts, but first
Tell my haters they can suck a f*cking dick
Don't have a f*ck to give
And I probably never did
Ever since I was a kid
Knew the life that I would live
If I had a wish, I'd be Tom Hanks in big
I'm just tryna make it big
And if I did, I'm taking everybody with me
From my city up to Disney
We don't ever do it Minnie
Smoking like a chimney
I'm tipsy off the whiskey
You know I come hard like a stone out of your kidney
Lord forgive me, but imma have to call you back
Lost my faith in god, now lost my faith in rap
I'm so god damn sad, that in this time we lack
Any substance raps, on top of sampled tracks
I'm going back to back to back
I hurt my back and now I'm back
I must attack, attack, attack
I eat these beats up like a snack
I need more racks on racks on racks
I give no slack to all you whacks
I need that stack of plaques I lack
Till then, I gotta preach the facts
Yeah
Aye, yo Oliver
Can you pass me that
You know, truth be told
It feels more like 1984 than 2020 nowadays
Just check me, Uh
If this the way we living our day to day
Then maybe it's safe to say
That nothing is safe to say
Big Brother is in your phone
He knows where you call home
When nothing is unknown
Your data is not your own
Living life, is like riding a bike
You never forget how
But maybe you don't like it
I'm not a psychic, I only speak the truth
I'm not a side kick, I won't be saving you
I gotta save myself but I need some f*cking help
My worsening mental health's the hardest card that I was dealt
Way back when I was Twelve, I remember how it felt
To wish I came from wealth, But we made it outta hell
Yeah we made it outta hell and I guess that's what matters
Start a new chapter, where we're climbing up the ladder
My girl is a flapper, I'm just tryna keep it dapper
We brought the twenties back
But does depression come after?
I'm asking for a friend
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Yeah
Hey
Welcome Back, Bitches
Used to try to rap for the hell of it
Hear the Bass thump from the trunk
Like an elephant, It's evident
I am in my element, 1920s elegance
F*ck that other excrement
We gon' set the precedent
And show you something like you never heard
Where lines are getting blurred
And the rhymes are so absurd, yes sir
Imma star that's yet to be observed
And if you can't see that
You can have your just deserts, but first
Tell my haters they can suck a f*cking dick
Don't have a f*ck to give
And I probably never did
Ever since I was a kid
Knew the life that I would live
If I had a wish, I'd be Tom Hanks in big
I'm just tryna make it big
And if I did, I'm taking everybody with me
From my city up to Disney
We don't ever do it Minnie
Smoking like a chimney
I'm tipsy off the whiskey
You know I come hard like a stone out of your kidney
Lord forgive me, but imma have to call you back
Lost my faith in god, now lost my faith in rap
I'm so god damn sad, that in this time we lack
Any substance raps, on top of sampled tracks
I'm going back to back to back
I hurt my back and now I'm back
I must attack, attack, attack
I eat these beats up like a snack
I need more racks on racks on racks
I give no slack to all you whacks
I need that stack of plaques I lack
Till then, I gotta preach the facts
Yeah
Aye, yo Oliver
Can you pass me that
You know, truth be told
It feels more like 1984 than 2020 nowadays
Just check me, Uh
If this the way we living our day to day
Then maybe it's safe to say
That nothing is safe to say
Big Brother is in your phone
He knows where you call home
When nothing is unknown
Your data is not your own
Living life, is like riding a bike
You never forget how
But maybe you don't like it
I'm not a psychic, I only speak the truth
I'm not a side kick, I won't be saving you
I gotta save myself but I need some f*cking help
My worsening mental health's the hardest card that I was dealt
Way back when I was Twelve, I remember how it felt
To wish I came from wealth, But we made it outta hell
Yeah we made it outta hell and I guess that's what matters
Start a new chapter, where we're climbing up the ladder
My girl is a flapper, I'm just tryna keep it dapper
We brought the twenties back
But does depression come after?
I'm asking for a friend
Hey
Welcome Back, Bitches
Used to try to rap for the hell of it
Hear the Bass thump from the trunk
Like an elephant, It's evident
I am in my element, 1920s elegance
F*ck that other excrement
We gon' set the precedent
And show you something like you never heard
Where lines are getting blurred
And the rhymes are so absurd, yes sir
Imma star that's yet to be observed
And if you can't see that
You can have your just deserts, but first
Tell my haters they can suck a f*cking dick
Don't have a f*ck to give
And I probably never did
Ever since I was a kid
Knew the life that I would live
If I had a wish, I'd be Tom Hanks in big
I'm just tryna make it big
And if I did, I'm taking everybody with me
From my city up to Disney
We don't ever do it Minnie
Smoking like a chimney
I'm tipsy off the whiskey
You know I come hard like a stone out of your kidney
Lord forgive me, but imma have to call you back
Lost my faith in god, now lost my faith in rap
I'm so god damn sad, that in this time we lack
Any substance raps, on top of sampled tracks
I'm going back to back to back
I hurt my back and now I'm back
I must attack, attack, attack
I eat these beats up like a snack
I need more racks on racks on racks
I give no slack to all you whacks
I need that stack of plaques I lack
Till then, I gotta preach the facts
Yeah
Aye, yo Oliver
Can you pass me that
You know, truth be told
It feels more like 1984 than 2020 nowadays
Just check me, Uh
If this the way we living our day to day
Then maybe it's safe to say
That nothing is safe to say
Big Brother is in your phone
He knows where you call home
When nothing is unknown
Your data is not your own
Living life, is like riding a bike
You never forget how
But maybe you don't like it
I'm not a psychic, I only speak the truth
I'm not a side kick, I won't be saving you
I gotta save myself but I need some f*cking help
My worsening mental health's the hardest card that I was dealt
Way back when I was Twelve, I remember how it felt
To wish I came from wealth, But we made it outta hell
Yeah we made it outta hell and I guess that's what matters
Start a new chapter, where we're climbing up the ladder
My girl is a flapper, I'm just tryna keep it dapper
We brought the twenties back
But does depression come after?
I'm asking for a friend
Writer: Austin Watts
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid