I'm back in the backfield

Too late to act real, I never came from that

I remember the last time

Wanna dim my shine, tryna get a name for that

Vol 1., we gotta problem

I'm subtracting the lame ****

And adding the sauce that pop gave out

And made a new language

Life & Times plus the dangers

Lotta friends went strangers

The money never gon' change us

Been my word since Mary and the manger

Never say never say never my name

If I let you live don't say it in vein

The L's balance out my gains

The lessons balance out my gains

Yall like the pinky rings but they usually get tucked

These Cubans not charms ion need good luck

Never offside call me Yzer with the puck

Im never offside call me

The lamest acts ion read that book

Shoutout to the stove but it's different when we cook

I like the company and she fit the look

In the mirror talkin' bout do you like how I look

Life of a player who made the most

Moscato to the brim when we make the toast

Perfect time for me to brag and boast

But it's gettin hot out and yall still wearin' coats

Zank put a flammatory on the booth

Plus the block, **** it the whole summer

Queen of clubs acting like spades on my number

Queen of clubs acting like spades on my number

Well thats not in the plans, no room for no new friends

I never came for that

And ever since the last time, tryna to dim my shine

Yeah they got names for em

Moral of the story, do it your way they gon' hate on you either way

That's why I got 30 missed calls asking Doee can you please come save the day