Lyrics
Yea
Eh eh
Yea
Uh
Look
I'm back in that Mode
Back in that mode again
Feeling like Midas
I got the touch and I struck gold again
You doin shit just for show
Ima show out again
Don't care if I fall
Im grabbing that ball
And upping the score again
I'm back in that mode
Back in that mode
Back in the mode
I'm back in that mode again
I'm back in that mode
Back in that mode
Back in the mode
I'm back in that mode again
Ima perform
I'm in my Duffy you know that's the norm
I was nigga before I was born
I can't decide between watchin em die
And watching myself in the mirror I'm torn
I see the money coming ima prophet
I ain't trick I'm really philanthropic
Woke up myself so you know I'ma pop it
Bitch I'm a Dog don't got a leash
I see a opp my ootah like capeesh
Stay with a tech I ain't rocking a fleece
Bitch Ima step you can tell by the crease
Emilio's I'ma do Milanese
Back room boomin I came 4 da cheese
Annoyed at these niggas Im kissin my teeth
Unoriginal bitches thats really a peeve
I got the sauce and bread focaccia
My bitch tea got green like matcha
Bitch I'm black and proud like Oscar
They don't really care about the kid like foster
I step for the money more legs than a parlay
Keep a drake in the middle like Aubrey
Three bad bitches ima stilll do the fore play
Here and shit ain't light no ombrè
I'm back in that Mode
Back in that mode again
Feeling like Midas
I got the touch and I struck gold again
You doin shit just for show
Ima show out again
Don't care if I fall
Im grabbing that ball
And upping the score again
I'm back in that mode
Back in that mode
Back in the mode
I'm back in that mode again
I'm back in that mode
Back in that mode
Back in the mode
I'm back in that mode again
Shoot my shot
My J Cole
But fall off nah
Fuck yo sign no I can't stop
Up like balloons if you don't like the tunes
Well that's okay cus I'm gone pop
Took me a while to learn life was a bitch
Was sent to meet her I took me an inch
Foot on they necks
Walk a mile in my shoes
Yea you gone need to catch yo breath
Back in that mode like nigga I left
Brudda a shootah I feel like I'm Seth
Niggas annoying don't make me get vex
Talkin tough in da DM a make you get X
Back for the bread
Might beg a pardon I won't beg for head
Eat wit my enemy
Nigga you fed
Ain't takin shit back cus I said what I said
I'm back in that Mode
Back in that mode again
Feeling like Midas
I got the touch and I struck gold again
You doin shit just for show
Ima show out again
Don't care if I fall
Im grabbing that ball
And upping the score again
I'm back in that mode
Back in that mode
Back in the mode
I'm back in that mode again
I'm back in that mode
Back in that mode
Back in the mode
I'm back in that mode again