Back At It lyrics

[Intro]
(Getta Beats)
Boom, boom, boom, boom (Yeah)
Uh, ayy, ayy

[Verse]
Sick of these b*tches that can't keep it real (Let's go)
Sick of these n*ggas that can't keep it street (They can't)
We was just takin' them risks tryna go get a check, nowadays, n*ggas don't even speak (They don't even speak)
Missin' Amiri, ain't see my lil' boy in a while and without him I feel incomplete (n*gga)
He was f*cked up and I gave bro a hop and a leap, like here, n*gga, get on your feet (Get on your toes)
I get a relief when I get on them stages
Can't start a new chapter 'til you turn the pages (Ha)
Now that I'm famous, these n*ggas be thinkin' I'm painless, but ain't see my auntie in ages
That sh*t f*cked me up and I still try to act like it don't 'cause my daughter right here where I'm thinkin'
Hold on, look out my window, it's rainin', huh (Who outside?)
Ayy, you rockin' sh*t that ain't out yet, n*gga (Out yet)
You havin' pape', where your house at, n*gga? (Where your house at?)
I don't give a f*ck 'bout you ballin', If you really that, buy your kids some more outfits, n*gga (Outfits)
Grown-ass men tryna clout check n*ggas (b*tch)
Don't count me out 'til you count six figures (Don't count me out)
Ayy, don't count me out 'til you count my n*ggas (Don't count me out, huh)
Huh, huh (Don't count me out, n*gga)
I make a play and I execute
I started late, but I still got ahead of you
They tried to hold it back when all the credit due
New dirty K, had to clean off the residue (Yeah)
We know you told, so it ain't no respectin' you (Yeah)
They drop a bag, now it ain't no protectin' you (Yeah)
Not into talkin', I get in the stu' and start speakin', the mic' only one I'm confessing to, huh (Damn), huh
Nah I ain't Usher, but I got confessions too (I got some confessions)
Huh, give me the word, I'll still pull up and serve like a session's due
Huh, I've been poppin, way back since n*ggas was still rockin' Jimmy Choo's (Free Fetty)
Huh, don't get it twisted, we'll pull up with that oil like a Jiffy Lube (We pull up)
Huh, huh, huh, I'm havin' money on money on money on money (Money on money)
Huh, used to have partners on partners 'til n*ggas turned flaw for a couple of hundreds (They started slidin' onit)
Don't do the internet games because I'm havin' this motion, this sh*t by abundance (By abundance)
Huh, why would I cap? I put my team on the map, kind of feel like a compass (Woah, woah)
Huh, can't even come to the trap without cryin', lil' bro sold a couple of onions (Uh, uh)
Huh, I post the sh*t that I want n*ggas knowin', so don't try to make no assumptions (Make no assumptions)
Huh, and bronem gon' get on your ass, If I drop the bag, they gone pull up and hunt it (Pew, pew, pew, pew, pew, pew)
She want a n*gga to trick on her, I sent the ho to my couple of cousins (They'll do that)
[Chorus]
Huh, I'm back at it
Huh, stay with my pipe like a crack addict (Stay with it)
Uh, I done came to far to half-ass it (Ha)
Pull out the pump, make him asthmatic (Hold on)
Give him a fitted, he back cappin' (Yes, sir)
Or throw him a role n*ggas back actin' (Yeah)
Quin a magician, the pack vanish (Damn)
Ayy, when n*ggas go left, I just laugh at it (Laugh at 'em, yeah)