Back Down - Intellectual

(Intro)

Yah, yah‚ yah

(Verse 1)

Gun up on my waist‚ money on the table

I just want some sauce‚ ketchup or the mayo

Flew right over seas, baby San Diego

Been up on my shit, baby fuck a label

100‚ kept it real man thru all the years

Always tried to learn from the pioneers

Still didn't get the message, I should dry my ears

I can't wait till I shine, when the drama finally clears

So‚ I can get my focus on, on writing one of the dopest songs

This music's one of the closest bonds

I formed while I been holding on

And I never was for showing off, pose in front of cameras

Fuck you and that glamorous

This real shit, ya can't handle this

I kill shit, fuck the championships

Never been a fan of this

Off my dick and man up bitch

Watch the industry collapse

Only blood, sweat and tears when I put this shit on wax

(Chorus)

Back down

Ya don’t really wanna fuck with me (nah)

Back down

Get to close homie you will see (you will see)

Back down

I ain't faking homie this is me (this is me)

Back down

Begging you please, leave me be (leave me be)

Back down

All this drama really ain't for me (it ain’t for me)

Back down

I just want a little air to breathe (give me air to breathe)

Back down

On the run searching for the key (yah)

Back down (yah)

I just wanna fly and be free

(Verse 2)

Never been the shit, always shit in schools

You can catch me in the pit, fighting with the wolfs

And my heart’s racing fast, baby check my pulse

I be drowning in a world full of swimming pools

Been a hood star boy since the 7th grade

Little rebel from the heart, little renegade

Always staying true, that will never change

On it since a Youngin, you can check my resume

Jo check my catalog, I'm at it dog, I battled dog

F you all, I’m better off, without you all

Don’t ever call, I'm mad at ya'll

RIP, rest in peace

What you want, what you need

Let me be your Extacy

Get involved, rub me off

Sit your ass right next to me

I been good, hard as wood

Tell me what your specialty

Condom on, make her moan

She wanna have sex with me

We can do it baby, just don’t be every day texting me

Keep it low key

(Chorus)

Back down

Ya don’t really wanna fuck with me (nah)

Back down

Get to close homie you will see (you will see)

Back down

I ain't faking homie this is me (this is me)

Back down

Begging you please, leave me be (leave me be)

Back down

All this drama really ain't for me (it ain’t for me)

Back down

I just want a little air to breathe (give me air to breathe)

Back down

On the run searching for the key (yah)

Back down (yah)

I just wanna fly and be free

(Bridge)