Lee Back

Man it's feeling like a summer breeze when I speak on the coldest beats

Getting ready to change the sheets it's been about a week

Shit I'm steady on the rise ain't searching for the peak

Talking to my nigga Deez about some credit things

Need to stack me up some paper for a new thing wit paint dripping like some monsoon rain

Maybe exhausts shooting hadukens

But look it ain't nothing to it we wanna win a lot can't fuck wit losers

Ain't at the top but at a spot where I can get right to it

Niggas hate to love or maybe they just love to hate

Either way maneuver out the way because I'm feeling great

Meanwhile I'm drawing up a play to get to home base