Back Again (feat. Atwood)

I was down before, now I’m back again

Circle like a spliff, we keep it tight and pack it in

I try keep it genuine, slow motion rack it in

They should give you gold for all these roles you actin' in (okay)

Roaches slipping out the fuckin' cracks again

How people with no passion tell me what I’m lacking in?

All this cocaine in my fashion, yeah I got that nasal drip

I ain’t running from the smoke, now pass it here I’m facing it

Well it feels like

I’m at the table alone

But it feels nice

That I got here on my own

They’ll realize I’ma just cut through the bullshit

With a steel knife

Cut me a real slice

I’m back again

I'm back again back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back

I'm back again back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back

(Turn me up)

Pull up with kin and they seein' I got it

The circle is tight like a spliff, bitch I’m on it

Been breathing this high since I came outta college

That’s just how I feel when I seeing they calling like uh

I give a fuck

Pardon my drip, yeah that’s part of the luck

They wanted me to feed them and they own

Pardon my French but I ain’t your garçon

Ask me what the fuck I’m doing yeah I’m cashin' in

Did this shit with the homies now look how we rackin' in

How people with no passion tell me that I’m trash at this?

While they broke as fuck and posted in that fuckin trap again

Well it feels like

I’m at the table alone

But it feels nice

That I got here on my own

They’ll realize I’ma just cut through the bullshit

With a steel knife

Cut me a real slice

I’m back again

I'm back again

Back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back

I'm back again

Back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back, back