[Verse 1]

Take it back take it back

In the back writing raps to relax, cause' the fact was we live for the scraps

Moved up from the hill to the water, got a lil' more for the bill we was set

Peninsula penciler flipping scripts in a literal sense

But I'm peeping they don't hear it a bit

So let me clear what they missed

Double my flow as a spiritual gift

Killin they flows still give em a lift

Just a young orange grove boy side of the road boy

Gas station boiled peanuts in a cup with it with tough lyrics

F.l.a. in the clutch with it

Like truck beds full of Sugar canes and citrus and melons for road selling

I'm telling ya I ain't come from a lot

Little is what he use and little is what I got

Little ain't an excuse especially with God

The middle is where I grew the bottom state is the top

F.l.a. boy side of the lake boy

"Where ya' Accent jit" I was to late boy

Hip hop caught me and taught me a verbiage that stuck

That come when it must but southern till I'm under the muck

If you ever got a question how I came to it

Got scars from the bars when I came through em

On God He's a God that can straight do it

I done had a lot on my noggin

I swing through it like

[Chorus]

I been ridin' , I been ridin'

I been ridin' , I been ridin'

Tryna' find my way yeah

I been tryna' find my way

Yeah yeah

Find my way yeah

I been tryna' find my way

Yeah yeah

I been ridin' , I been ridin'

I been ridin' , I been ridin'

Tryna' find my way yeah

I been tryna' find my way

Yeah yeah

Find my way yeah

I been tryna' find my way

Yeah yeah

[Verse 2]

Take it back take it back

To the scene where we sing and we rap

Black Tys put us all on the Map

Got ya bars that you scribbled in the class

Boy don't ya freeze front the mic from the mac

Beginnings of venting for lil jits

Tryna' make them a hit

But they been peeping that the game is a myth

So they just shot and they missed

A couple of us up and followed the gift

And tried to blossom to a flower from sticks

Dream team for the hustling if it's a such thing

Came up chirping ain't have nothing with touch screens

You just had to flip close shop for the hush things

Keep a clear head and record a must thing, and trusting

Came short cause' of life and shortcomings

Generational curses dispersed to bring nothing but pain

But learn from it and you putting on game

The response of the wrongs that plague can really teach man

But what decisions do I make in the day

That'll really really take me away yeah, yeah

Many times I done made a mistake and made my situation master of fate

But that ain't true at all

What u do involves, thought and response

Keep on living in ya head that for peons

Action what it's bout that's what we on

Thoughts on ten again but I keep on