Right Back To It Lyrics

Yellow curry over yellow rice

Tl I need ELVIS Presley numbers for my booking price

Washed it couple times

Cooked it twice

Speeded off

With your peoples crop

screaming fuck the other side

This a lovely life

We living through struggling times

push it

Stretched it

Intercepted it

Another time

Other times

Accepted that we love the life

Some of us in love with crime

in prison doing double time

Life numbers

Belly of the beast

Can't get rid with no tight crunches

Some lose the light

And end up trying to light a substance

Shit we find disgusting

Looking for love all because their mother loved em

Bitches hoeing in the club but trying find a husband

And the men doing the same

First ones to judge em

Really they just wanna love em

caught up with talking about how they wanna fuck em

We all just tryna make something outta nothing

And we right back to it

She wanna hit the beach

It got some nice sand to it

The clean molly

Got a light tan to it

Big spliffs

Looking like bamboo sticks

Smoking on the ocean

This a different type of movement

sarong or the thong

She don't know which one we choosing

She look sexy either way

There ain't really nothing to it

And we just back to it

On our way up

But on the way down the mountain

Every foyer got a fountain

Incoming court case

Im in the middle like a Malcolm

Mother praying for the outcome

My brothers are asking how come

We gotta make out from

The gutter

Shit weren't smooth just like butter

Man my dad was nutter

My cousin carried cutter

My other one had a gun

You would've thought they would suffer

But they found it all fun

Now we downing this henny

And we downing this rum

With our fathers

But it's mad they never filed to have none of their sons

So we gotta show love to our mums

That held us close as their sons

Did the best that they could

But somehow we still turned into thugs