[Verse 1]
I don’t even gotta try, I’ll rely, on the reflex
Catch me getting high, in the sky, hit the eject
Made a few mistakes, but I wouldn’t call em' regrets
Leave me to writing, stay cooking like Duplex
Yo, Diesel maybe you should settle down?
Nah, I gotta let these people know what I’m about
Learning the ropes, yeah, I’m working the crowd
Book me, low fees, how you like me now?
Boyfriend cheated, told her “damn that’s brutal”
Moved out, brought the whole kit and caboodle
Could tell that she was tripping from the dilated pupils
At the park, trauma dumping on a golden doddle
97 till I die, 97 to infinity
I won't be reckless for the sake of masculinity
97 I was born, 97 on my jersey
When I hang them up, I’ll be Hall of Fame worthy
[Chorus]
Three-peat
Going back-to-back-to-back
Going straight up
I ain't never looking back
Three-peat
Going back-to-back-to-back
If I don’t get the fourth, better cut me some slack
Three-peat
Going back-to-back-to-back
Going straight up
I ain't never looking back
Three-peat
Going back-to-back-to-back
If I don’t get the fourth, better cut me some slack
[Verse 2]
I don’t even gotta try, I’ll rely, on the reflex
Make a bad call, then go hide behind the pretext
Instigator looking for a bear to poke
Think I saw one round the corner if he want the smoke
Keep hating, I know it comes with the territory
Try to box me in but I don’t fit in any category
Learn from defeat? Learn from victory
Look me up, in the books, I made history
Conflict of interest, I been paying off my bookies
Pete Rose, couldn’t keep his hands off the cookies
Down at the half, get help, not phased
Triple A? Triple fucking banners getting raised
No pictures, Hard liquor, check splitter, aye
No quitters, sore winners, go figure, aye
Born sinner, hair trigger, gold digger, aye
Flea flicker, much quicker, stay bitter, aye
[Chorus]
Three-peat
Going back-to-back-to-back
Going straight up
I ain't never looking back
Three-peat
Going back-to-back-to-back
If I don’t get the fourth, better cut me some slack
Three-peat
Going back-to-back-to-back
Going straight up
I ain't never looking back
Three-peat
Going back-to-back-to-back
If I don’t get the fourth, better cut me some slack
[Verse 3]
Call me Macho Man when I step in the room
We gonna hit em' with the sweep, autograph some brooms
Full energy? I’ll beat you running on fumes
I’ve been a fucking legend from the day I left the womb
Sidebar, maybe we should reconvene
Share a dialogue about head, injuries
But there won’t be a change, far as I can see
Try to tell AB, he got CTE
Back on topic, Imma flick this Dutch
Yeah, toss me the pig, I’m Deebo with the cuts
King Henry tearing through people, like a bus
TB12 in the moment, yeah I’m super clutch
Not in it for the trophies, I’m not in it for the rings
Not in it for the ego boost it’s sure to bring
See my name in the books, that’ll make me king
Cause I’m tryna be the greatest if you know what I mean?
[Chorus]
Three-peat
Going back-to-back-to-back
Going straight up
I ain't never looking back
Three-peat
Going back-to-back-to-back
If I don’t get the fourth, better cut me some slack
Three-peat
Going back-to-back-to-back
Going straight up
I ain't never looking back
Three-peat
Going back-to-back-to-back
If I don’t get the fourth, better cut me some slack