Hook:
I'm back
And I'm back
Don't play
Tango
I'm back
And I’m back
Don't play
Tango
I'm back
And I’m back
Don't play
Tango
I'm back
And I’m back
Don't play
Tango
Verse 1:
Tens toes down
Pop that shit all rounds
Tens toes down
Y'all ain't making sound
2020 had a clearer vision
In your worse way
This the feeling that they wish they had
It in the first place
And I yelled out
No way
I'm get it out
All day
Don't tell me what is next
Oh mine
All this shit I'm making
It be something you won't find
You ain't nothing that is worth my time
I drop shit
Cop all mine
You clock back
Got no shine
While I knock
Y'all grind
Rock back
Worst you’ll find
The rest gon'
Back those lines
Hey
They ain't know about my time
Fuck blowing up
I've been blowing up your mind
Put aside the stars
Chuck Taylors when I rhyme
Warheads coming
Got them sour, but it's fine
Like I’m Itachi
Feeling so high
Reading my name
Woulda had you read clouds (red cloud)
Get it
Down!
Fuck going down
Put myself ahead
Like I just had myself a crown
Get it now
See what I become
Had me yellin uno
Had me do it for the ones
Kick it, Chun
Look at what I done
See me back and forth
Like it be with a hand gun
Yuh
Yuh
Spit it haywire
And you looking what it seems
Y'all losing charge
Y'all losing HP
When u watch me
Look it really Blue (blew) screens
Bitch tell em what u want
And ima show em what it’ll be
Like
Hook:
I'm back
And I'm back
Don't play
Tango
I'm back
And I’m back
Don't play
Tango
I'm back
And I’m back
Don't play
Tango
I'm back
And I’m back
Don't play
Tango
Verse 2:
I'm bout to be on like her fragrance
I'm getting the push like a flagrant
24/7 you feeling mistaken
And what about me
Ugh
Yeah
9-5 living ain't nothing for me
(Ain't nothing for me)
Behind all my lines like I shooting for three
Oh please
I've been feeling some type of way
Holding on like my katana blade
I’ve been living on a dying wish
Grab the bottle
With the genie floating in it
Held my liver
Look I felt the pinch
Is this the dream, that I'm living with
Mama told me it would be okay
But all this pain that filling in
Is here to stay
They telling me to hit to 88
Maybe I be rising to the ceiling
Couldn't wait
Tryna make it break
And I wouldn’t even shake
Shouldn’t feel the weight
Like really bitch I really couldn’t wait
Ugh
I've been on the time
Crack up the bezel
Is ur time decline
Got ben got drew got grant on the phone
Cuz money fucking talks
When ur records getting blown
Yeah yeah
We raising the bread like a priest
If I got on the stage before you
They still say you're the least
All this thanks that I’m given
It felt like a feast
Fly like Apollo
I rock-it (rocket) in ease
Ain't gonna follow
I'm destined to be
Rapper back then use to want to get big
All they wanna be now is a lil
You see
God damn
Hook:
I'm back
And I’m back
Don't play
Tango
I'm back
And I’m back
Don't play
Tango
I'm back
And I’m back
Don't play
Tango
I'm back
And I’m back
Don't play
Tango