Back to basics
I been done with women chasing
Gotta pace it
Even if I could I wouldn't change it
Gotta take it how it comes
Lately I been on a run
Lately I been having fun
On the road just be dumb
On a roll like a cinna bon
Ima hit like where the drums
I been here so you can't call this shyt a come back
Uh
I been lit you never sparked a nigga flame
Im the one
Im the train
Im the gun
Im the church
You the nun
You the streets
You a bum
Time to do it for the profit
All that drama for the bird
And you a bread crumb
I been on a wave don't be surprised if you don't hear from
Working night and day to bring that dope shyt to your ear drum
Here ye here ye
I been the king
And its clear
Im gonna make it this year
I had to leave all that negative shyt in the rear
No me and you are not peers
Im outta class, I'm over here
No longer holding it back cause the fear
I hold the wheel im gonna steer
Hand full of pills, blunt and a beer
Not me cause im thinking clear
Don't want me demons and ghost to appear
Holy affair
Writing is just how I cope with the shyt
Pen in my hand
Knife at my wrist
Gun to my head
Light up my spliff
I need a break
Just like a kit
Kat
I know my pattern is mismatch
I know my talent the shyt jack
I know your talent aint shyt
Brag about drugs, hoes and your whip
Holes in your shirt jeans all ripped
Shoulder with chip
I know myself im really the shyt
I know myself and really that's it
Back to living
I be on some make it spend it
Can't take it with ya
You might die tomorrow
Life is iffy
Gotta take it how it comes
Lately I been making funds
Just to compensate for love that I missed out on being dumb
Underestimated unh
This is brilliance im the one
Kicked that weak shyt to the curb this life full of speed bumps
I slow down when all the stress is on my brain
Sum sum
What's his name
F*cking dumb
Tear up the page
Light up the flame
Burn off the pain
Hop of the train
Know im insane
Hope and I pray
I keep my faith alive end of the day
I know myself
And really that's it
Center myself when im losing my grip
Im on a wave
Steering the ship
White on the bread
Miracle whip
Dip and the chips
Sugar in grits
Blunt on the lips
Talk about problems I got me a grip
Gotta stand tall I'm not letting it slip
I cannot fall for emotions shyt
I know myself and really that's it
I know myself I'm really the shyt
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Back to basics
I been done with women chasing
Gotta pace it
Even if I could I wouldn't change it
Gotta take it how it comes
Lately I been on a run
Lately I been having fun
On the road just be dumb
On a roll like a cinna bon
Ima hit like where the drums
I been here so you can't call this shyt a come back
Uh
I been lit you never sparked a nigga flame
Im the one
Im the train
Im the gun
Im the church
You the nun
You the streets
You a bum
Time to do it for the profit
All that drama for the bird
And you a bread crumb
I been on a wave don't be surprised if you don't hear from
Working night and day to bring that dope shyt to your ear drum
Here ye here ye
I been the king
And its clear
Im gonna make it this year
I had to leave all that negative shyt in the rear
No me and you are not peers
Im outta class, I'm over here
No longer holding it back cause the fear
I hold the wheel im gonna steer
Hand full of pills, blunt and a beer
Not me cause im thinking clear
Don't want me demons and ghost to appear
Holy affair
Writing is just how I cope with the shyt
Pen in my hand
Knife at my wrist
Gun to my head
Light up my spliff
I need a break
Just like a kit
Kat
I know my pattern is mismatch
I know my talent the shyt jack
I know your talent aint shyt
Brag about drugs, hoes and your whip
Holes in your shirt jeans all ripped
Shoulder with chip
I know myself im really the shyt
I know myself and really that's it
Back to living
I be on some make it spend it
Can't take it with ya
You might die tomorrow
Life is iffy
Gotta take it how it comes
Lately I been making funds
Just to compensate for love that I missed out on being dumb
Underestimated unh
This is brilliance im the one
Kicked that weak shyt to the curb this life full of speed bumps
I slow down when all the stress is on my brain
Sum sum
What's his name
F*cking dumb
Tear up the page
Light up the flame
Burn off the pain
Hop of the train
Know im insane
Hope and I pray
I keep my faith alive end of the day
I know myself
And really that's it
Center myself when im losing my grip
Im on a wave
Steering the ship
White on the bread
Miracle whip
Dip and the chips
Sugar in grits
Blunt on the lips
Talk about problems I got me a grip
Gotta stand tall I'm not letting it slip
I cannot fall for emotions shyt
I know myself and really that's it
I know myself I'm really the shyt
I been done with women chasing
Gotta pace it
Even if I could I wouldn't change it
Gotta take it how it comes
Lately I been on a run
Lately I been having fun
On the road just be dumb
On a roll like a cinna bon
Ima hit like where the drums
I been here so you can't call this shyt a come back
Uh
I been lit you never sparked a nigga flame
Im the one
Im the train
Im the gun
Im the church
You the nun
You the streets
You a bum
Time to do it for the profit
All that drama for the bird
And you a bread crumb
I been on a wave don't be surprised if you don't hear from
Working night and day to bring that dope shyt to your ear drum
Here ye here ye
I been the king
And its clear
Im gonna make it this year
I had to leave all that negative shyt in the rear
No me and you are not peers
Im outta class, I'm over here
No longer holding it back cause the fear
I hold the wheel im gonna steer
Hand full of pills, blunt and a beer
Not me cause im thinking clear
Don't want me demons and ghost to appear
Holy affair
Writing is just how I cope with the shyt
Pen in my hand
Knife at my wrist
Gun to my head
Light up my spliff
I need a break
Just like a kit
Kat
I know my pattern is mismatch
I know my talent the shyt jack
I know your talent aint shyt
Brag about drugs, hoes and your whip
Holes in your shirt jeans all ripped
Shoulder with chip
I know myself im really the shyt
I know myself and really that's it
Back to living
I be on some make it spend it
Can't take it with ya
You might die tomorrow
Life is iffy
Gotta take it how it comes
Lately I been making funds
Just to compensate for love that I missed out on being dumb
Underestimated unh
This is brilliance im the one
Kicked that weak shyt to the curb this life full of speed bumps
I slow down when all the stress is on my brain
Sum sum
What's his name
F*cking dumb
Tear up the page
Light up the flame
Burn off the pain
Hop of the train
Know im insane
Hope and I pray
I keep my faith alive end of the day
I know myself
And really that's it
Center myself when im losing my grip
Im on a wave
Steering the ship
White on the bread
Miracle whip
Dip and the chips
Sugar in grits
Blunt on the lips
Talk about problems I got me a grip
Gotta stand tall I'm not letting it slip
I cannot fall for emotions shyt
I know myself and really that's it
I know myself I'm really the shyt
Writer: Delroy Dougharty
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