backends interlude Lyrics

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I just want my backends

I'm not reminiscing about back then

I'm a grown man, I gotta make it happen

Words they don't mean shit, you gotta go out and make actions

They say why you don't show no reactions

Tunnel vision, no time for distractions

Need a transaction for any interaction

Break it down, give out rations

Yeah, I'm old fashioned

They tell me keep on going, nigga you a fucking beast

Me without a mic is like a shooter with no heat

A safety with no cleats, like a soldier with no feet

Now they pay me just to speak

Pour my heart out on these beats

I'ma run it up until I'm six feet underneath

Roll one up, I'm at ease, lot of speed, feel the breeze

Dreams don't die, we forever throw up threes

Dreams don't die, this shit tatted on my sleeve

My lil' bitch she Puerto Rican my jeans Japanese

I'm a young ass nigga probably fucking on your niece

She go on her knees, after that then we no speak

God just keep on blessing me, I'm sick just like I sneezed

God they keep on testing me I'm itching, let it squeeze

If they take somebody close to me catch one and make one bleed

Nowadays, every move I make, that shit ain't cheap

Now my time, it just ain't free, and now my presence cost a fee, I'ma be up on that TV, mama

I just want my backends

I'm not reminiscing about back then

I'm a grown man, I gotta make it happen

Words they don't mean shit, you gotta go out and make actions

They say why you don't show no reactions

Tunnel vision, no time for distractions

Need a transaction for any interaction

Break it down, give out rations

Yeah, I'm old fashioned

Dreams don't die, we forever throw up threes

Dreams don't die, this shit tatted on my sleeve

Dreams don't die, dreams don't die

Oh, dreams don't die

Dreams don't die, dreams don't die

Never lose faith