Released on August 21, 2026

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[Intro]

Oh (H—H—), huh (H— H—H—)


[Verse]

Retrace your steps, gotta watch what you left

Don't wanna say how I feel, just know I ain't gettin' rest no more

Niggas sayin' I can never be mad, that's a rumor (Haha)

I think that I'm losing my sight (My sight)

I found my morals again, I understand what is right

How we could crawl again (Again)

We was hot enough now I treat you like my friend

Guess that just part of the trend

I don't wan' clique with these rappers, these niggas pedos and weird (They're weird)

I opened up a new chapter, goin' back my only fear (My fear)

You not a part of the crew, how the fuck you get back herе?

Feel like I have no more drivе 'til I learn to steer (Vroom, vroom, vroom)

It's so conflictin'

If you's a rich nigga, go throw all your chicken (All your chicken)

If you's a broke nigga, stack it 'til you get it

And if your shit suck, please don't do the dissin'

I know that I'll be dead, nigga, if I never listen

"What you wearin', bruh?" Rick Owen jeans with the aircut

Dreads so long, fuck a haircut

They been waitin' so long, I don't wear it, bruh

Oh, you hate her? Me too, nigga

Why you proud of sharin' hoes? That's a lose niggas

I'm on new shit, wavy like the pool hit

Bullshit, it get dismissed, three albums on Christmas

Oh-oh-oh

I give the fans a song, they sayin' that they want more from me

Yeah, I already know, I already know, she want us to be

No, they can't find nothin' like P

We got blues, bangin', B

Money mean nothin' to me

And the fans mean nothin' to me

But your love mean somethin' to me

Fuck everything, let me be

Nigga, bands off a B, now

Then they ran with the old style

It's some shit, I'm the coach, now

Got 'em dancin' like the Roll Bounce

I could die right now, my family okay

Give a fuck 'bout a deal, know Alex can pay it

Wake up with a smile, this a new day

One in the head, take the gun out the safe

Nigga better not try to play, get laid down

Blood all over the place

Before, oh, you get sprayed now

Weed in my backpack, not a Sprayground

I go Gucci, Louis, can't tell what to say now

[?] on my chain now

Give a fuck who you is, you get replaced now

[Instrumental Outro]