Get Back

(álbum: SmokeOut Conversations - 2012)

[Intro]
Uh, What up

[Verse 1]
Guess who it is that's trynna do it big
He blowing up that same nigga you grew up with
Uh, Bring the bass they don't need the drum
She said “Uh Uh, who? Katrina son?” (Dizzy)… Yeah that's the one
The one that's getting stares and stops
The young nigga that's getting compared to Pac
Now that's deep Uh
And I know they don't want another Pac cause that's too real for the motherfucking streets
But I'mma beast for Christ
They done unleashed the Wright
Early 20's and shit, im trynna teach weed life
It's cool (It's cool)
If your ego won't allow it fool, higher learning bruh, I got some sour too
Aww, shit
Now they wanna kick it
Acting interested trynna get all in my business
But it's funny cause I caught the fuck shit befo' you did it
You done missed out now I'm about to make a killing
So I say…

[Hook]
Get Back, Get up off me
We ain't cool don't try to act like you know me
We wasn't homies then
But in the city of the sin, pretend is all around [x2]
Hey

[Verse 2]
Shit
Now they calling my phone hounding me
Uh, Supporting all bout oh you proud of me
Nigga please
I remember that shit you said when you was trynna get a verse, and I was trynna get ahead
See, I was focused on my bread and now I'm back, with an attitude
And I ain't mad at you, I just don't fuck with you
Used to be the cool guy
Popular to famous
Made it to this
Shit, hit me when you popping up in Vegas
I done did my ground work
Developing my craft
Living large, happiness got me snuggling with my cash
Ascent with the profit
You rappers need to stop it
Got a voice for no reason. What's a song without a topic?
Dumb silent
I'm Done trying
Ya'll should be done grinding
Front stage, singing all of this music that's young minded
Maturity alliance
Niggas that ain't trying
And allowed, in the crowd, for the smiles
So I say…

[Hook]
Get Back, Get up off me
We ain't cool don't try to act like you know me
We wasn't homies then
But in the city of the sin, pretend is all around [x2]
Hey