Run it back, run it back

And come lay with me

Yeah, yeah

Uh

We was riding round' a civics soul serving fiend, smoking nicotine, still material

God don't want you when it's after dark

Just got evicted and I'm bout to chill at the park

What the fuck I'm about to do when I'm stuck on my ass and it just feel like sitting glue

Momma told me go and get a job

Perpascript running at it and homie we ain't make enough, we ain't really make enough

Then that fucker stole 3k, figured I would load the clip and kick it to him Eastbay

So what the fuck you got to say to me

Me against the world every single fucking day homie

Imma get this shit then rip this shit just to get paid homie

Imma get this shit cause I'm the shit and they can't play with me

Man they really can't play with

Run it back, run it back

Please come and lay with me