Bring It Back

By Kevbo

On Dinner Talk

Released on December 31, 2017

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[Hook]

Yeah homie homie bring it back

Kevbo on the rap

JNS all on the track

Flippin' all this money like a god damn acrobat

If you were not ready you gon' have a heart attack


[Verse 1]

My killas that be out here always steady be reppin'

If you ain't about it, better get to the steppin'

This is all real talk

Know that I am not flexin'

My shooters always mad and they carry a weapon

202 is hustlin and we're not bustlin'

Shittin' on 'em flush again

We shittin'

Flush again

Wanna fight?

We rumblin'

You will be stumblin'

Get back up?

You'll fall again

You better trust us man

We be just like Nike 'cause you know we just do it

Party after party

We always goin' stupid

They got a hundreds packs

Really quick, they must move it

Always 'bout my business when it comes to this music


[Hook]

Yeah homie homie bring it back

Ain't skating but I Spit Fire and that is just a fact

My homies pack a Mac in a Louis backpack

It'll crack your back the first second it spat


[Verse 2]

They wonder

Bread be comin' in

I am classic white

We always get it by the loaf and split it at night

But this ain't our Last Supper 'cause we still on the mission

Gotta show love to our God 'cause we are all Christian

Prayin' for forgivness

Hopin' he'll show me the way

Tryna' get this money

Tryna' see another day

You need to listen closely

Hear me for what I say

Maybe we're just lost but we are here to stay

They like the way I'm flowin' 'cause I'm always so fluent

Y'all bumpin' all these beats and you already knew it

Experimentin' in the lab with goggles, gloves, and all them tubes-es

I'm pushin' all these tracks

Lookin' for a god damn new hit


[Hook]

Yeah homie homie bring it back

Yeah, you got some paper but respect's what you lack

You see, I'm here to prove a point

To straighten your act

Keep fakin' how you livin'

Get exposed by this gat


[Verse 3]

If you're searchin' for the truth, no need to look farther

I'm realer than these bum ass rappers sayin' they're harder

Knowledge like a college kid but I am still smarter

Bustin' Glocks like they're Pop Rocks but bullets are larger

My bank accounts are gettin' bigger

Pockets are fuller

But the same as I once was before all the mula

Before I had all my gold chains

Before I knew my jeweler

Lioness sold me diamond rings

Remind me that I grew up


[Outro]

Yeah homie homie bring it back

Yeah 202 is now back

Yeah homie homie bring it back

Yeah 202 is now back