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Back Pedaling
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Back Pedaling was released on June 23, 2017 by eOne Music as a part of the album 180
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Album180
Release DateJune 23, 2017
LabeleOne Music
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM71

Credits

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Can't wear my feelin's on my sleeve
It ain't much for me in the streets
But somehow that's always where I be
But somehow that's always what I need
With my ****, we been smokin' weed
Keep my distance from ****, they be fleas
Though its vicious, don't never play it sweet
Had to get it, you starve or you eat
'Member back? We had all type of beef
'Member writin' them songs? What was deep
'Member taking that loss? Couldn't eat
And I'm high as the stars, tryna think
You could tell it was hard when I speak
Plus, I'm spitting these bars for the streets
Thought she was too good, wouldn't speak
Now I know that she sick, look at me
My stomach get ached, couldn't sleep
Got a pack, had to eat, best believe
My man got some yaz, cookin' cheese
Even though that I can, I don't leave
Even though I got signed, I don't sleep
I don't care if they dissin', it ain't deep
All them disses, ain't hear 'em, shit is weak
Amped up, I done fucked her, now she sleep
My white hot, I'm low, I stay discreet
Man, I'm fresh down my hairline, tell my sneaks
Back and forth on these airlines, gotta eat
J go handle the real lines on these green
I did this for my grandma, she a  queen
Grab the pineapple Fanta, time to lean
And my crib was abandoned with no heat
It was either that crib or the streets
Had to sleep on my jacket, couldn't freeze
Wasn't sheets on the mattress when I sleep
Used to wakeup with rashes on my cheek
Shit, it come to me natural, ain't a thing
Shit, I used to be trappin' round my way
Was the same, I was baggin' up at 8th
It was all from the heart, them nights I prayed
When it start gettin' dark, they ain't stay
Went and got me a spark, I ain't change
Got a hawk and I'll stab you, I ain't playin'
I think half of these **** out here gay
Wanna talk about Kur 'cause they lame
Caught myself writin' back the same names
They gon' act like they mad and call me lame
Half them bitches was average, gave 'em fame
They was fronting, but glad I said they name
**** broke, catchin' wreck, they ain't paid
Court date next year, gotta wait
Gon' be sittin' for a minute in that cage
In the slums, **** sprayin' with no aim
Sharp neck up top what I claim
Got hot, worked hard, and I prayed
Cops search in my draws, violate
Undies out, shop clothes, out the way
Really thought we was close, my mistake
Really thought we was bros, my mistake
Plus, the glitter ain't gold, could be fake
On my balcony, I'm smokin' at my place
Good to stand on my own, I'm okay
Even when it gets slow, thats okay
Love Cheryl 'cause she always gave me faith
Stay thurl, and it always been that way
Stop by Granny house, I'm just saying hey
Baby, have a seat, I can't even stay
On the move, and I gotta get it straight
You know Jamie, she 'bout to graduate
She confused, gotta help her find a way
Feelin' good, took my second shot today
Fill this wood up, I'm 'bout to spark, okay?
Fuck this shit, goin' back to where I came
Spittin' shit, they ain't had a heart to say
It was facts, let 'em know about my pain
Kinda heated, my flight just got delayed
When I want to, I buy expensive things
I'm at Mimi's, I'm thirsty, grab the daze
I took half of this 30, 'bout to blaze
I appreciate God and everything
Only jack with my mom Saturday
Told me stop bein' distant, show my face
And the family, they miss you, by the way
And I love you, I pray, I hope you safe
Mom, I'm chillin', I'm staying out the way
I ain't trippin', I know we gon' be straight
It's always different, I'm spittin' in this lake
Cops blitz us, we push off and we break
Bowdy ****, we put 'em in they place
Bowdy ****, we put 'em in they place
Written by: Kur
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