[Intro]

Yeah

Look

[Verse 1]

Can I have it all? One of the questions, I suppose (I suppose)

That's running through my mind that I ask to know

And where did all the other talented rappers go?

I Mayweather these hits, can they match the blow?

The facts a show, I started from a young'n, now I've grown

I see things clear, these dudes don't belong

That's why I never be paying no interest to they songs

'Cause slick talking is cheap and they proving they credit wrong (Credit wrong)

Yeah, and my opportunity burning bright

Flyer than them fellas, I'm flourishing off another flight

They starving for the truth like they on a hunger strike

'Bout to feed their appetite, get it right

[Chorus 1]

I'm a bring the real back (Real back)

Yeah, so I'm a bring the real back (Real back)

It's clever words from the wise, limit is the skies

How they gon' conceal that? (Conceal that?)

Yeah, so I'm a bring the real back (Real back)

Yeah, so I'm a bring the real back (Real back)

It's tall orders to a fry, bananas for the pie

Tell them boys peel back (Peel back)

Yeah, so I'm a bring the real back

[Verse 2]

As God as my witness, not asking to be the richest

Just hoping that my dreams work out so I'm praying for fitness

Took a Marvin Gaye ballad and I flipped it like a gymnast

I'm out to set records with my records like Guinness

A young menace, in my element like a chemist

The flow suit me well so you know I mean business

I stand behind these bars like I'm doing life sentence

They just for the small talk like Popeye without the spinach (Without the spinach)

I always wonder why talented rappers never make it

Build their dreams up to see these label heads go and break it

They be the rawest with a flow so vivid you could trace it

Just to be looked over by these dudes who rap complacent

So mentally, I'm prepared for whatever's coming next

And individually not compared, that's why I earn respect

I'm the one to call on, just dial collect

Cut throat, at they neck, get it yet?

[Chorus 2]

I'm a bring the real back (Real back)

Yeah, so I'm a bring the real back (Real back)

My dreams are seen through Stevie Wonder's eyes

So it's no surprise that they gon' feel that (Feel that)

They say, "J, bring the real back" (Real back)

Yeah, so I'm a bring the real back (Real back)

They sit and listen to them lies but forget them guys

Baby, this is real rap (Real rap)

[Verse 3]

Yeah

I'm stepping in, hold your regards, I'm hardly arguing with them

They balling like Stacey Augmon, I'm Barkley, hard to defend

It's funny like Farley, 'prolly, oddly I'm dying to win

I kicks it, karate, Mr. Miyagi channeled within

Acknowledge it then, modestly rocking Chicago 10s

Stay flyer than Ms. Poppins, they flocking, try to catch wind

No need to pretend, carbon copies, they copying us men

They biting, Anthony Hopkins, stop jocking, rocking for 'ends

Yeah, but I'll slow it down

These dudes lying through they teeth, Bobby Brown

I'm just a top dog coming from the underground

And I'll throw stones at the throne 'til I hold the crown, and uh

Coming live from the bottom of the map

Better yet, from the L, 6th Street to be exact

Never slung in the trap, but the irony is that

Dodged crack for this rap, now I'm crack, it's a wrap, and I

All my praises given to the Most High

Southern kid in the Crimson 3s, holla roll tide

I'm tryna see double my money like I'm cross-eyed

Ninth inning, slow pitch, bet I Sammy Sosa

For real, the kid trill 'cause the flow so ill

The hottest rapping kid still, pro flow, no deal

And I can see why they mad at me

I'm tryna turn dreams to reality

It's J