Im Back Songtext
von Cilo
Im Back Songtext
Ok im back and goin up
This aint the same Los
Last year i was in a bad place
But im back now
Too much backbone for the rat race
Cant back down
What that man say?
He got beef?
Thats a bad take
We gon′ smooth it out
The way i deliver this shit like its a paté
20 on wrist my diamond shining
Blinding, barely could see
Had to go back to my mama crib
I lost everything in a week
28 no sleep
Industry no reach
But dont think shit sweet
Last name still streets
Huh huh
Huh
Seen that lil bro is copy cat
Indian whips, Pontiacs
We dont believe your phony ass
Couldnt b me u know he mad
Im in a league on my own
Ill feel some peace when im gone
Im back im back im back
Im back im back
Im back im back im back
Im back im back
Im way too cold
My wrist on froze
Im leaning sideways
Im way too cold
My wrist on froze
Im leaning sideways
All yall talk
But yall dont talk about nothing
I cant listen to it
I just lost my cousin
She wasnt even 18 that fucked me up
If i dont do this for the family who gon give a fuck?
I got stomped out
Mt. eden like back in seventh grade
Lemonade on my neck from rapping
This is just money a minute made
If I told lil me what I do now
He think we made it to heavens gates
Ppl wanna give 2 cents but dont got a clue
What this shit will take
Huh huh huh
Huh
I got em sicker than polio
Native american rodeo
I dont b goin 2 rodeo
Sandwiches fried wit the mayo
Now i do dinner at Mister Jius
Hungry as ever got shit to lose
Kickin this shit like im Liverpool
I play the game under different rules
Cant do em all gotta pick and choose
Want the riches too? or the principal?
Shit get sticky when u really him
If the industry dont let me in
We gon pull up now burn the city down
Got 100 thousand my indians
Im back im back im back
Im back im back
Im back im back im back
Im back im back
Im way too cold
My wrist on froze
Im leaning sideways
Im way too cold
My wrist on froze
Im leaning sideways
This aint the same Los
Last year i was in a bad place
But im back now
Too much backbone for the rat race
Cant back down
What that man say?
He got beef?
Thats a bad take
We gon′ smooth it out
The way i deliver this shit like its a paté
20 on wrist my diamond shining
Blinding, barely could see
Had to go back to my mama crib
I lost everything in a week
28 no sleep
Industry no reach
But dont think shit sweet
Last name still streets
Huh huh
Huh
Seen that lil bro is copy cat
Indian whips, Pontiacs
We dont believe your phony ass
Couldnt b me u know he mad
Im in a league on my own
Ill feel some peace when im gone
Im back im back im back
Im back im back
Im back im back im back
Im back im back
Im way too cold
My wrist on froze
Im leaning sideways
Im way too cold
My wrist on froze
Im leaning sideways
All yall talk
But yall dont talk about nothing
I cant listen to it
I just lost my cousin
She wasnt even 18 that fucked me up
If i dont do this for the family who gon give a fuck?
I got stomped out
Mt. eden like back in seventh grade
Lemonade on my neck from rapping
This is just money a minute made
If I told lil me what I do now
He think we made it to heavens gates
Ppl wanna give 2 cents but dont got a clue
What this shit will take
Huh huh huh
Huh
I got em sicker than polio
Native american rodeo
I dont b goin 2 rodeo
Sandwiches fried wit the mayo
Now i do dinner at Mister Jius
Hungry as ever got shit to lose
Kickin this shit like im Liverpool
I play the game under different rules
Cant do em all gotta pick and choose
Want the riches too? or the principal?
Shit get sticky when u really him
If the industry dont let me in
We gon pull up now burn the city down
Got 100 thousand my indians
Im back im back im back
Im back im back
Im back im back im back
Im back im back
Im way too cold
My wrist on froze
Im leaning sideways
Im way too cold
My wrist on froze
Im leaning sideways
Writer(s): Carlos Calles, Joey Hamhock Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

