back to the moon

If you don't fuck with me, don't do what I do Think he the one, but he really the two Better get low when I hit at your crew I'm sendin' the cleaners through I'm barely not sober, they thinkin' it's over, you You niggas ain't seen my move They sent me down like I went outer space Now I gotta go back to the moon Nigga right back on the shrooms Nigga geeked up like it ain't nothin' to lose Two months, I'm back on the move Right back in the club throwin' racks in the pool I'm 'bout to start actin' a fool It's just you and me, and you know who I choose You knew this would happen, you cut off the crew I'm talkin' to me and not you I missed out on millions and millions, that money is gone Ain't get no compensation, ain't no conversation for niggas, we ready to roll Let's get back to that basic, main reason they fakin' 'Cause I done been fuckin' they hoes Only reason you said it 'cause these niggas said it You suckin' the dick and the toes You get caught, gotta know how it go 'Cause this shit could get tricky for sure Rich enough to get put in a hole Got a crew, but I been all alone I been drivin' the car from the back takin' pictures And pieces in back of the Rolls And I think these lil' boys wanna cook somethin' So let's crank up the beef and get back to the shows In Miami, we BP the boat Put the bulletproof back on the road Been a minute, it's been so long Ever wondered that I was doin' wrong I said, "Hold up, I'm switchin' up the tone" Man, these niggas couldn't see me with the song If these niggas done never see me Probably wouldn't even be rappin' all along And Young Gunna didn't get a season, these niggas'll never put it on I can't start back and what was needed Yeah, I know y'all, Wun-Wunna put me on Kept it cool, but it got me heated And I'm 'bout to show 'em how it go At the river, I show 'em how it flow At the show, and they know my M-O If you don't fuck with me, don't do what I do Think he the one, but he really the two Better get low when I hit at your crew I'm sendin' the cleaners through I'm barely not sober, they thinkin' it's over You niggas ain't seen my move They sent me down like I went outer space Now I gotta go back to the moon Nigga, back over the trees Niggas still rollin', we back on the east I'm still havin' soldiers that handle the needs The venegance is givin' them ease You talkin' rats and you all with that cheese We havin' some lemon squeeze I let your BM do whatever I please, you know she do good on her knees I finally discovered the breeze I'm glad I can see I'm the one that discussin' It ain't 'bout that money, you got me disgusted You like it, then he gotta love it He hope I stood down just to get up and close to a nigga 'cause I'm up above it My homie keep beggin' to clean up A couple of niggas, but ain't really budgin' Gotta watch for the law, so I really can't talk to you niggas, but fuck it I'm a real boss and I gotta be cautious 'cause niggas don't keep it a hunna It ain't my fault that I had to fall out with you niggas, but fuck it Ain't havin' time to be talkin', rest of them niggas, come see me in public You can't be trustin', you gotta watch out for these people This shit'll get ugly, and you can be lucky if you can look out for your people When he ain't have nothin' and tried to make somethin' We lookin' through hay for a needle When you ever fall down and your back hit the ground Better pray to the gods you don't need 'em (yeah) If you don't fuck with me, don't do what I do Think he the one, but he really the two Better get low when I hit at your crew I'm sendin' the cleaners through I'm barely not sober, they thinkin' it's over You niggas ain't seen my move They sent me down like I went outer space Now I gotta go back to the moon