Back 2 Tha Basics ft. Lil Benzo Lyrics

It's real where I'm from, issa grind & murder mind state

Expensive drug habits I'm just tryna keep my mind straight

Laws on us cause we play a percentage in tha crime rate

Creep up with the Nina tuck, that's what I call a blind date

It's 5 in tha morning, and we ain't had no sleep

At tha trap, countin' up like fuck it's been a slow week

Duckin' hoes on that half shit, I need tha whole fee

Yeah it's back to tha basics, yeah I'm back to tha old me

Yellotape, homicide blockin' out the whole street

Block hella hot, they been ridin' through the whole week

Nigga I know the sign, somebody been talkin' to the police

But I just play tha background, continue movin' low key

Never put tha strap down, stay movin' like a OG

Pull up on the corna and get the school from a dope fiend

Group sellin' rocks but I manage to keep my nose clean

Never been a selfish type, on Bexar we feed the whole team

Bitches know the score, I need a hoe with major pole dreams

It's real pimpin', fuck the hand shit, I need the whole thing

Scope on tha rifle, it's modified with no bean

A hunnid round drum a turn ya block into a smoke scene

Somebody gotta die when bullets fly, that's what war mean

Can't forget my 1st shootout, promise I was only 14

Nigga I'm from a section where everybody on that grimy shit

80's baby, stickin' to the basics on some 90's shit

It's real where I'm from, issa grind & murder mind state

Expensive drug habits I'm just tryna keep my mind straight

Laws on us cause we play a percentage in tha crime rate

Creep up with the Nina tuck, that's what I call a blind date

It's 5 in tha morning, and we ain't had no sleep

At tha trap, countin' up like fuck it's been a slow week

Duckin' hoes on that half shit, I need tha whole fee

Yeah it's back to tha basics, yeah I'm back to tha old me

It's Jack Doey in tha mix like Pac nigga, I get around

My Cali nigga's show me hella love when I hit the town

Used to set trip now, we function with the crippin' now

We posted with the ism, we congregatin' once we sit em down

Becareful on them phones, feds catch a nigga's slippin' now

Tha game hella foul, it's like everybody snitchin' now

Circle gettin' smaller don't come around if you ain't been around

We smokin' chokin' good & keep the hood fed with plenty pounds

Too prepared for drama promise we gon' send too many rounds

Put up my revolvers since everybody got extendeds now

What's really poppin' bitch, let's pop a pill, smoke & lounge

She used to squares tryin' to lay around & lick her down

She tossed a fee she officially fuck with Pimp'n now

Fuck her like I'm fresh up out the pen when I dick her down

I'm from tha block, where it's all what you make it nigga

If this rap don't pop, then it's back to tha basics nigga

It's real where I'm from, issa grind & murder mind state

Expensive drug habits I'm just tryna keep my mind straight

Laws on us cause we play a percentage in tha crime rate

Creep up with the Nina tuck, that's what I call a blind date

It's 5 in tha morning, and we ain't had no sleep

At tha trap, countin' up like fuck it's been a slow week

Duckin' hoes on that half shit, I need tha whole fee

Yeah it's back to tha basics, yeah I'm back to tha old me

Look, back to tha basics, I'm on some tryin' to get set for life shit

Shout out Mac Lucci, I built to ball in my Nikes bitch

Too timid with his crippin', I don't fuck with cuz he might snitch

Sober that's hardly, I think I'm Marley, fuck it light a split

Rasta man no fear a ting, look in tha mirror see a king

Heard these niggas puppets, fuck it, let me pull some strings

Young nigga claimin' tha set, I hope he know what this bullshit bring

Wake up in the cell, oh no nigga, this is not a dream

It's real where I'm from, cookies in tha backwood puttin' that kill all in my lungs

Watts to South Dallas, you know the deal nigga don't be dumb

We clap heat, my rap sheet, as solid as they come

Got my knowledge from the slums

Book smart, street smart, just don't be a retard

Stop by the trap house, you don't need a weed card

Power nap, then I recharge, I done made it to OG

Yea it's back to the basics, nigga, it's back to the old me it's Benzo

It's real where I'm from, issa grind & murder mind state

Expensive drug habits I'm just tryna keep my mind straight

Laws on us cause we play a percentage in tha crime rate

Creep up with the Nina tuck, that's what I call a blind date

It's 5 in tha morning, and we ain't had no sleep

At tha trap, countin' up like fuck it's been a slow week

Duckin' hoes on that half shit, I need tha whole fee

Yeah it's back to tha basics, yeah I'm back to tha old me