Back 2 Basics Freestyle lyrics

[Verse]
Yo, If I click my fingers and turn this pack into Prada, say nada
Don't watch how I get P's, spent my teens in a T
Could've got a GCEC the amount man test me
All it takes is text to get tekky, two tings twinning in a YG's tech fleece
They go my name confused with these basic yutes, bro please I beg a man respect me
I already stared death dead in the eye, if I'm telling a lie lord done me down
Bro's sick and tired of his 9 to 5, invest in a ting or you can run me round
From a yute with the sharpest pеn I was starving then I'm still hungry now
I used to re up on a hundrеd pound, last week bro turned down a hundred thou'
Back when I saw Cali in uni my line could've paid for a hundred degrees
Imagine if they accepted cash me and most of the batch could study for free
I'm stressed but I don't rest, you know death the cousin of sleep
And in a world full of made up stories I don't really know what the f*ck to believe
They don't wanna see me win but my CV [?], come see for yourself
sh*t must be embarrassing knowing if I really wanted to I could leave with his girl
Confident and c*cky I worked on my Nokia, lately I'm feeling myself
My name speaks for itself, stack lizz then I put the G in myself
A liter of Henny on my rider, two hollow on my driver
All for the family like Walt, I pray that my girl don't do me like Skylar
Got flicked and I can't drink, one sample make her dance like Kyla
sh*t I wouldn't like me either
I wonder if half of the man I would've gambled my freedom for would've beat off corn' if I ever got touched
The trapper inside me still gets PTSD anytime that I press on this clutch
I'm in a buj fiend premises crack, like nemesis give man adrenaline rush
I leave a blue tick chick on two blue ticks shortly after I get in her guts
[Outro]
If I click my fingers and turn this pack into Prada, say nada
All it takes is text to get tekky, two tings twinning in a YG's tech fleece