Back In The Race (Haha) Lyrics

Yeah, I been up workin' too late Gettin' that money, that cake

Look at the smile on my face Ha, ha, back in the race

Ha, ha, gun on my waist Ha, ha, fill up my plate

Ha, ha, fill up my plate Ha, ha, come and I take

Yeah, I been up workin' too late Gettin' that money, that cake

Look at the smile on my face Ha, ha, back in the race

Ha, ha, gun on my waist Ha, ha, fill up my plate

Ha, ha, fill up my plate Ha, ha, come and I take

Yeah, the money, the power, the women That come when you winnin, it's hardly givin

I bought a new chain to feel like a villain I swallowed the pain to stop revealing

The rot that sit in my soul A knot that only gon' grow

I tried to let it all go Look, I'm dyin' here on the low

I been slidin, got designer on my feet, that's head to toe

I been ridin, bitch, I'm tryin' not to let my vices grow

I don't need it, I don't need it I got money, I got hope

I got demons, I got demons I got evil in my soul

I just squeeze in my two-seater Put the windows down and ride

I can't think about no worries I'm too focused on my pride

Focused on my bank account I stack it to the sky

And fuck all that commotion I sip potion till I die

Yeah, I been up workin' too late Gettin' that money, that cake

Look at the smile on my face Ha, ha, back in the race

Ha, ha, gun on my waist Ha, ha, fill up my plate

Ha, ha, fill up my plate Ha, ha, come and I take

Yeah, look at me back on the go But look at my back on the ropes

But still in the ring, Muhammad, I float You play with the king, you're bound to get smoked

I'm ready to die for all of this so Ain't nobody livin, can't fuck with me, ho

Nobody bringin' this energy, no Nobody got this ability, no

Homie, don't look in my eyes You might meet the killer that's livin' inside

The center of my city is a sickening hive where only the sinners and villainous thrive

I don't want talk, I don't want ties No more fuck shit on this side

Hand me the weapon, don't step out of line Give me the bread and pretend, that it's fine

I been embedded inside the flame With nobody left to blame

Nobody left to heal all my scars Inside of this prison I made

I thought about givin' up all of this shit Like maybe them feelings would fade

But then an epiphany popped in my mind Like you the one runnin' the game

Yeah, I been up workin' too late Gettin' that money, that cake

Look at the smile on my face Ha, ha, back in the race

Ha, ha, gun on my waist Ha, ha, fill up my plate

Ha, ha, fill up my plate Ha, ha, come and I take

Yeah, I been up workin' too late Gettin' that money, that cake

Look at the smile on my face Ha, ha, back in the race

Ha, ha, gun on my waist Ha, ha, fill up my plate

Ha, ha, fill up my plate Ha, ha, come and I take

Said rain, Pouring down on my face

I've been out, But I'm back in the race

Got the strap, and It's tucked on my waste

Bitch watch out, we ain't slowing down the pace

Said rain, Pouring down on my face

I've been out, But I'm back in the race

Got the strap, and It's tucked on my waste

Bitch watch out, we ain't slowing down the pace

Said rain

Said rain