Bring It Back ft. J. Crum Lyrics

It's P, bebé

R

Yeah, yeah

PR

And J Crum

Let's go

Yeah

Uh

Everyone that I started with

Put the mic down (Yeah)

Ascensions lonely

I'm navigating these

Heights now (Heights now)

It's only echoes

Dog my haters out my

Sight now (Sight now)

My inner demons steady

Begging me to pipe down (Pipe down)

But I know what I'm made for

Nigga, fuck a barricade

Dog, my cadence will make war

Any fabricated rapper

I bring hail with my brain storm

I ain't with the faking

I ain't make it here this long

Taking short cuts (Nah)

There ain't none that's endorsing us

Man, I come from a bloodline of conquerors

Want me calm while they robbing us

Call me up comping it

With some confidence (uh-huh)

Everyday they decline keep reminding us

We ain't the same

Are you blind?

You can't ride with us (nah-nah)

But dog that's fine I don't mind

Keep denying us

You get no dap from my Midas touch

Crum is making bread like a baker

'Cause I paid him

Bought fans too like ventilation

It's my dough, boy

I'm directing it

John Singleton

Pie flipper in kitchen

Whipping, driven

Big pimping women (Whoop)

And he got that glock to pop

But you're not his son

Stick together as one

Instead of spilling blood (As one)

Boys in the hood, Ice Cube

Dude was a thug (Yeah)

It's a movie but red and blue do live it, bruh

Darrin Baker is getting revenge for his bro (Revenge)

'Cause Po-po won't go get the criminals (Nope)

So they have a set and shoot

Like a camera on

Doesn't blush

Won't makeup with his foes

This more than punchlines

The goal is one tribe

Adam don't go at them

Need chemistry like an atom bomb

Add them on

Dumb drums with a wise verse

Like Solomon

All vanity even Hip Hop

But God is not

Going back to Cali

All vanity even Hip Hop, but God is not

Bring it, bring it back

Bring it, bring it

Bring it back, ayy

Bring it, bring it back

Bring it, bring it

Bring it back, ayy

Bring it, bring it back

Bring it, bring it

Bring it back, ayy

Got the deuce deuce

Gotta blast on the track, ayy

Bring it, bring it back

Bring it, bring it

Bring it back, ayy

Bring it, bring it back

Bring it, bring it

Bring it back, ayy

Bring it, bring it back

Bring it, bring it

Bring it back, ayy

Got the deuce deuce

Gotta blast on the track, ayy

Bring it, bring it back

Bring it, bring it

Bring it back

Bring it, bring it back

Bring it, bring it

Bring it back

Bring it, bring it back

Bring it, bring it

Bring it back

Tyrone knows I gotta knock

On your door, pop

Like that, haha

Lyrically though

Ayy

Shout-out to Cali, New York

And Miami

Dale

Whoop

And we out