[Verse 1]
Told my mom and dad I'm leaving
And I begged'em not to panic
Brother copped that one way
Flew my ass up out Atlanta
I'll be gone for a minute
I won't come back empty handed
Imma pay off every debt
And turn that Jetta to a Phantom
I been bumping Meek Milly
Got a nigga chasing dreams
I been meeting with these labels
But they don't know what it means
So it's fuckem fuckem fuckem
If they ain't gone gimme stacks
Yeah it's fuckem fuckem fuckem
I'm a OG with the Mac
I'll produce it. Imma wrote it. Imma slave for my masters
If it's drama put that cannon to your gangster grill you bastard
Ukan Stretching bands
Like he Mr Fantastic
See a chick and then tap it
Like an Instagram addict
I swear
I miss my girl but these LA dimes get loose as change
She said make sure you that you honest. But baby do ya thang
But if you mess up you know imma still love you the same
I love you like a boomerang
[Chorus]
I'll be right back
But I got shit to prove & I got shit to lose
I'll be right back baby
I'll be right back baby
I won't be long. No
You know I'm missing you
But I do shit to do
I'll be right back baby
I'll be right back baby
[Verse 2]
My homecoming
You wilin'. I'm road running
Pen the type of flows that could have Santa Clause nose running
I been west coast stuntin'
YG. 4hunnid
Low money
And I still beat the beat like it stole something
Mo money mo problems. How I got 99?
Everybody killing. Nobody dying. Somebody lying
I pen a line so mighty fine like Caroline
Detonate a mine reading my mind so never mind
I be right back momma. Imma be all I can be soldier
She get anxious cause exactly that’s what my granny told her
I’ll be aight I’m a handful till they hand me over
God got an eye on me good fella. I’m Ray Liotta
I’m blocking every demon following me
No Chance nigga, you don’t want no problem with me
If you need a text or a call or a dollar from me
Don’t hesitate to holler at me
And I’mma be right back