Lyrics
Uh
Uh
Back like I never left
But I'm here
To get everything
I was missing
Pour some outta hen
When the living
Put in position
I'm fine with the recognition
I'm different
I'm competition
A fan
But some these niggaz
Be tripping
So we ain't clicking
Nah we ain't mixing
That side I'm picking
I'm riding with it
By the time these niggaz
Give you ya flowers
You flying with it
So if I ain't get it
Minding my business
Nah I ain't tripping
Got enough eyewitnesses
Telling me how I'm winning
I'm still eating oodles
Of noodles
Now I put shrimp in
And rose taste better
With chicken
From water whipping
Listen
I push the chips in
I put all on the line
Now I'm feeling like Fritz
And Richard Porter
Combined
And I took all of this time
To show em this by design
Ain't paperwork or labels
For to me say I'm defined by
Familiar with the walk up
Niggaz duckin from drive bys
If money on the line
Then it's plenty
Turning a blind eye
You know me just the mission
To get in right where i fit in
This shit I learned
Ain't come from tuition
This intuition
Put in work wit the
Niggaz who listened
Ready to get it
Everything we ever envisioned
No longer distant
Its niggaz like me
In everywhere in the country
And you could the one on the menu
If niggaz hungry
Do a nigga how they did sunny
You better study