Back to Basics Lyrics

I got things that I don’t like to talk about

I got moods when I feel like walkin out

I got friends that be quick to go and run they mouth

I got friends who ain’t bout what they say they bout

Erry time I talk yea they comin for me yea

Quick to criticize so I won’t even speak yea

Work a 9 to 5 erry day of the week yea

Feel I know my worth but yet it don’t know me yea

Man I’m tired of the cycle time to stop it yea

Time to take off in a gold plated rocket yea

That means caint nobody tell me I ain’t poppin yea

When they hatin that’s when you know that you locked in yea

Gang wit a capital g yo

You is not messin wit me yo

People can take you for granted but I understand it some people are evil

They be the type to go flagrent and you get the shakin whole shootin ya free throw

They don’t know I be the cheat code

So keep it comin for me noo

Gotta get back to the real cause I’m feelin fake

Gotta get back to the basics time to renovate

Lately I been in my mood every single day

So right now I gotta move got a dream to chase

Gotta let you know

Imma let you know

Starting now I’m only messin wit professionals

Imma take control

Imma take it slow

And imma get back the where it was supposed to go

Take it one at a time

No rush its all in ya mind

When it’s ya time you’ll blow up

You’ll never gonna rewind

Just pace ya self you’ll be fine

Let happiness fuel the grind

Just watch the band just glow up

There’s no such thing as behind

Stuntin wit my pockets sittin on phatty

Finna go and cop the caddy

Imma go and change the addy

Cop a maid and call her patty

Be like patty

Book my flight to Cincinnati

See my wife man she a baddie

Book her flight to go to Cali

Do it up

All the pain is gone gone away

When I left it all yesterday

Look at all my flaws here today

Still I’m gonna ball anyway

I don’t care bout all the shiny things no

Peace and love is really all I need no

If you really wanna be down wit me no

All you gotta do is just believe in yo self

Gotta get back to the real cause I’m feelin fake

Gotta get back to the basics time to renovate

Lately I been in my mood every single day

So right now I gotta move got a dream to chase

Gotta let you know

Imma let you know

Starting now I’m only messin wit professionals

Imma take control

Imma take it slow

And imma get back the where it was supposed to go

It’s time to get to the money you but I gotta g for the week yeaaaa

I gotta record that’s breaking the record for being the best wit the heat yeaaaa

Go tell my baby she in the Mercedes that I said it’s time to go eat yeaaa

All of people who down wit the gang we the ones that the kids wanna be

We goin be up where the sun be

Livin our life like a movie

We’re gonna go where we wann be

Countin up drinkin a smoothie

Head for the door when I hit em wit the okay

I ain’t really messin wit the boys wit the rosay

Okay hit em wit the bana ga doche

I ain’t really down wit the foreplay hitta wit the horseplay no way

Send my money thru the digital yea yea

You ain’t even worth all the residual yea hitta yea

You ain’t know that tz been a goat yea like yea

Made this beat all on cellular yea yea yea

Speak the money in existence yea yea yea

Can a hitta get a whiteness yea yea yea

You caint handle all the lit ness ya ya ya

You can’t even take the hit list yea yea yea