Welcome Back lyrics

[Intro]
Time to welcome Atlanta's favorite dope boy
Hey what's happpin' (yuh, yuh, yuh, yuh)
What it is y'all
T.I.P. king of the south
Rubber Band Man, boing
Ay man (ay)
It's good to be back (ay)
I miss y'all too shawty (Pimp Squad, Grand Hustle n*gga)

[Verse]
Long time no see now I'm back on my feet
Comfortably in back of a v, right back in the streets
Within' a matter of weeks, thought they had me for 3
You purposed to the game but she married to me
Missed me while I was gone now I'm back in the zone
Got a message for the n*gga who attackin' the throne
You gon' make me put this heater to the back of your dome
Flip yo lil ass from the front to the back of your home
Any idiot can see you should'a left me alone
Cause they know the Game Over when I catch you alone
Flip, I'ma show you 'bout addressin' me wrong
I'm after your lucky charms n*gga let it be known
Anyway, see me shinin' with immaculate stones
Or somewhere ridin' through the city, rims have to be chrome
21's, 22's, left factory home
Stop, drop the top, hit the gas and I'm gone
From the box to the top spot where I belong
But could've swore that was my flow I heard in your song
But you should know that releasin' mini-me's ain't offendin' me
Cause rappers always have a tendency to mimic g's
I guess that's just they way to tell me they missin' me
A million sold still there ain't a n*gga real as me
Besides, imagery's the finest form of flattery
But now it's time to welcome back the n*gga n*gga's rather see
[Outro]
Hey hey hey
You already know what it is
T.I.P., Pimp Squad Clique, man ain't nuttin' change
Still king of the south, still rubber band man n*gga, still on top n*gga
Ay
Welcome back n*gga
Y'all welcome back n*gga
You understand that, welcome back to the trap n*gga
T.I.P. n*gga, king of the motherf*ckin' south
Flip I see ya n*gga
I'm on my motherf*ckin' way dawg
Ay
Country, Macboney, A.K., y'all n*ggas next n*gga
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