back 2 da basics Lyrics

Damn, yeah it's back to the basics, Tell bro go roll that wood

I got the lighter yeah, we finna face it

All black diamonds on me like I'm racist

SRT bitch, I'm tryna race it

Damn, let me switch up the flow for a minute I lose control when im in it

She call my phone, know she miss it

I left her stuck reminiscing

When I speak bitch its true you just gotta listen

I don't care bout that bitch, so I ain't trippin

That money gon' stack all the way to the ceiling

And that Glock 23 by my side, if that boy try it then we kill em

And I wish she could understand, but damn, she just don't get it

Man, I wish she could understand, but damn, she just don't get it

And I gotta change my ways, I ain't been sober in how many days

These Bullets gon' hit him, gon' eat up his face

All by my dolie but shit, it's okay

Mask with the gloves, we can't catch a case

He said that he bout it, but that's what he claims

Niggas get change, and they start to change

I get the pape, and I remain the same

Damn, yeah it's back to the basics, Tell bro go roll that wood

I got the lighter yeah, we finna face it

All black diamonds on me like I'm racist

SRT bitch, I'm tryna race it

Damn, let me switch up the flow for a minute I lose control when im in it

She call my phone, know she miss it

I left her stuck reminiscing

When I speak bitch its true you just gotta listen

I don't care bout that bitch, so I ain't trippin

That money gon' stack all the way to the ceiling