Bac2highBac2reality lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Back to high, back to reality, as I like to call it
There's only one hell, ladies and gentlemen
We reporting live from this motherf*cker
*The voice of a God and not a man*
*This is immediately the Lord's trying to comprehend*

[Verse]
She tryna see how my ratio hit, I need fellatio then
Walk in lil' mami, white Stan Smiths, you still stuck breakin' 'em in
Some of my n*ggas ain't get this far past the door, b*tch, I'm breaking 'em in
Soon as you put a lil sauce in the air, thеse n*ggas take it and sh*t
Got your image in a blеnder, lil n*gga, I'm taking a pic
It wasn't even a lane for a n*gga 'round the way, b*tch, I made it exist
b*tch keep calling, texting, "hey I'm up," f*ck, I'm making a hit
Ain't no way you can make it out the field without taking a hit
These n*ggas sing like Mariah, n*gga, the Scientist
Get out the way you ain't buying sh*t
Hate on the perc, you ain't try this sh*t
I get a little acknowledgement, but really, damn, it's my fault
Working at work, working a night off
Ain't sell sh*t, but you hot out, huh?
b*tch I'm a jitt like my daddy, a G like my daddy, b*tch, my daddy the GOAT
Hoe, I'm OT like I'm [?]
n*ggas for sure having b*tches and Glocks with extensions they having, they all off emotion
b*tch, I’m stuck in the trenches and hustling, benjies and money from rapping a bonus
b*tch I'm a G like my momma, legit like my momma, b*tch, my momma a thug
b*tch I'm a dog like my aunt, dog like my unkie, hoe, you know what it was
n*ggas a copy like carbon, taking my swag like "f*ck, can I keep a lil sumn?"
How am a pus*y just like your n*gga, you look at my stack you ain't see any ones
[Outro]
b*tch
How am a pus*y just like your n*gga, you look at my stack you ain't see any ones
Hoe, b*tch, hoe, b*tch-ass hoe
Oh, word?
You can't lead a leader, dummy, duh
Steadyhavinourway entertainment, we takin' over from none other than [?]
Okay then [?]