Guess Who's Back Lyrics

Guess who's back!

It's the return of the unapologetic asshole

After my next album my opponents will be a trash full

And ain't nobody gonna say shit cuz they bashful

So peep the way I'm collecting that cash flow

Consistency is key and quality over quantity

Asked when I'm dropping new shit constantly

But I got something special coming no modesty

I don't bite my tongue so don't expect an apology

I'm influenced by Marshall, Curtis, both Andre's, Wayne

Denzel and Aaron too so be afraid of this brain

Cuz I'm slowly drifting closer to the fast lane

Doing all that I can to mask this damn pain

Hiding behind lies that I continue telling myself daily

Not over working my body till it's tired and achy

Hoping I can enjoy life and not work till I'm eighty

Retire and then bam I'm pushing up my first daisy

This is the picture perfect return from my hiatus

I don't give 2 shits whether or not I become famous

I just wanna let ya know that ya ain't seen my best

So get ready for what I've got coming next

Kept the chorus short and sweet for my sake

To make sure the verses have sustenance as I bake

Cuz who wants to have just a plain ass cake

When they can sink they teeth into a juicy steak

I'm on my Kendrick not like us bag for this drop

Seeing the time trickle down on this wristwatch

So I speed up and make moves so that I don't flop

And this is sober me so imagine if I sipped scotch

Whiskey dick of the mouth wit the words I hurl

My tongue doing thangs that make her toes curl

Full of temptation whenever I'm seeing my girl

The most beautiful thing more precious than a pearl

I see y'all selling y'all souls for the price of fame

It's priceless so ya losing out what a fucking shame

But ya too blind to see it cuz they gave ya a chain

And then the advance was blown on the same

This is the picture perfect return from my hiatus

I don't give 2 shits whether or not I become famous

I just wanna let ya know that ya ain't seen my best

So get ready for what I've got coming next

This is lyrical exercise to free open my mind

Proving to the doubters that I'm one of a kind

Searching for someone like me but ya looking blind

Cuz someone like me is very fucking hard to find

I'm pulling bars from unused verses off of old albums

Whether it's solo or Da Parish Boyz they just randoms

They wouldn't see the light of day like phantoms

So peep game while I sit back and split these atoms

Hit em wit that fuck ya pay me or else shit can happen

Bank account on savage mode that's why I'm rapping

Miss me wit the bullshit cuz most of y'all still napping

I didn't wanna do it but I'm make ya quit ya yapping

I need to clean up the competition so let's get to mopping

2 EP's back to back wit another one ready like a rocket

I gotta mixtape ready but might wait to drop it

Cuz my album needs to come out so let me pop shit

This is the picture perfect return from my hiatus

I don't give 2 shits whether or not I become famous

I just wanna let ya know that ya ain't seen my best

So get ready for what I've got coming next

This is the picture perfect return from my hiatus

I don't give 2 shits whether or not I become famous

I just wanna let ya know that ya ain't seen my best

So get ready for what I've got coming next

I'm back!