Belly Songtext
von Wale

Back to life
Back to reality
Back to life
Back to reality

They say
The streams fake
The bots running this thing wait
Still I gotta make them bands count my cheesecake
N- offsides
This my free play
I′m interning for my barber, get your free fade


So, wait, tell me where we at though
I'm looking through the window of your soul
I don′t backdoor
I lost some good men 'cause they couldn't see the back door
We Black bearing arms now keep it in the satchel, page
All this hating on me isn′t natural
But God gave me this and atheists can see the passion
And y ′all n- lame, hydroplaning with the crash outs
But everything's a lot, so bring everything, everything

Back to life
Back to reality
Back to life
Back to reality

Back to life
Back to reality
Back to life
Back to reality

We celebrating the opposition ain′t optimistic
God good, but I'm often questioning when he listen
The hate is bigger than me
The weight is bigger than me
They crashing out, I feel like I′m at Talladega winning
Chocolate City, we supposed to be good
Never thought I'd see Rayful Edmond on social media


They out they cotton picking minds, they don′t know the details
Me and Kazz talking Silk, Temple Beverly Hills
Southwest, Southwest, shout out to 106
Every show I had at platinum, they was getting me lit
Everybody show you love when you giving 'em sh-
One day you say no, they no longer pretend to be friends

My men don't sketch
Y′all drawin′ and sh-
I lost some - to dippers
I lost some - to Fent'
I lost it all when I got it all, I′m a target again
When everything you do offensive you get hard to defend

Back to life
Back to reality
Back to life
Back to reality

Back to life
Back to reality
Back to life
Back to reality

Bands on Melrose
Chain on mayday
IRS patient
Friends on JPay
How can I express that the sh- that got me rich
That depression and the pressure is the m-

Wine drinking in Malibu is a mind-
Used to buy ten dollar pieces with nine bucks
A dollar short, a day late
Broadways, I'm sorry, I′m not for play-play
Small conversations I vacate
They all say we brothers, I feel like I'm Bison Dele
Yeah, I got this stripper from LA
My cousin just had a wedding, I put her - in the Gele

Yeah, maybe I′m way too careless
Or maybe need to appear to my parents I'm on the same wave
Look, the ebb and flow of this talent
It's like a balancing act, but my parents gave me my stage name

Bands on Melrose
Chain on mayday
IRS patient
Friends on JPay
How can I express that the sh- that got me rich
That depression and the pressure is the muh-

Bands on Melrose
Chain on mayday
IRS patient
Everybody waiting
How can I express that the sh- that got me lit
That depression and the pressure is the muh- same thing