[Verse 1]
\nBack at it
\nHuh
\nLet's go
\nLifting this shit and I’m ready to get
\nTo it I’m living like I receive benefits
\nSpitting so quick and they all know this trick
\nI’m living life with the biggest check
\nEnvision yourself when you made it
\nCollision with rap was a bit quick
\nBut I know that I made the right shift
\nAnd I'll go to take a nice trip
\nWith the producer DJ Chris
\nHe will never make a beat that misses
\nHe’ll produce severing hits I spit with
\nDon’t get this, real twisted
\nElevating shit when I’m lifted, yeah
\nPen to the pad likе Em’ did
\nHead in the lab conflicted
\nI need a namе but I like this
\nNobody I need to show off for
\nMy buddy he said I’m good I’ll tour
\nI'm ready they want me to implore
\n“Hell nah” I said then hit the door
\nSold out tours to rocking booths
\nI’ll shoot for more I’m spitting tooths
\nSlam the door then hit the stu’
\nWrite out shit is what I do
\nPlan for this is through the roof
\nPlanted it to grow its roots
\nShot this shit to go and do
\nSome more beats for me to use
\nMore heat to write, induce
\nYou know, It’s what I’ll do
\nYou know, I gotta prove
\nYou know, I do
\n
\n[Chorus]
\nCrows, back, and ready for more
\nYour, score, got shit way too low
\nI, know, packaging flow
\nYou, know, it’s the way it goes, huh
\n
\n[Verse 2]
\nI’m ready to lift this
\nI’m ready to spit this
\nCause I got a message
\nAnd I wanna express it
\nYou know how I bet this
\nYou know how I get it
\nI’ll show what I mean
\nYou know what I mean
\nI just need a platform so I can redeem
\nEverything, my name has been squeaky clean
\nGetting green you know what I mean and
\nI’m attached to it, like a dope fiend
\nWhen I run up on ya team
\nWith a full magazine
\nI’ll show you what I mean
\nAnd I won’t leave a scene
\nThe autopsy, came, back, clean
\nIt’s awfully not against my dream
\nI’ll beat the odds and make some green
\nI’ll talk to gods and show off mean
\nI’ll kill a motherfucker for talking steam
\nYou know I’ll do it and won’t hold back
\nThrow shit off, make it all go wack
\nPull up my belt and I express a strap
\nBut I won’t show it, I know the time
\nBut I’ll try my best and I won’t look behind
\nNo stress, I repeat in my mind
\nNevertheless, I gotta grind
\nEarn my name and claim some dimes
\nBurn a page of my life inside
\nTurn a page, again this time
\nFlip through life
\nSee I wasn’t always nice
\nBut I repent in my ways
\nLearn some people don’t wanna pay
\nJust learn to live with no vices
\nNo niceness, high prices
\nJust like shit, just tell me
\nYou know
\n
\n[Chorus]
\nCrows, back, and ready for more
\nYour, score, got shit way too low
\nI, know, packaging flow
\nYou, know, it’s the way it goes, huh
\nCrows, back, and ready for more
\nYour, score, got shit way too low
\nI, know, packaging flow, yeah
\nYou, know, it’s the way it goes, huh
\n
\n[Verse 3]
\nWhat did I tell you?
\nBitch I’m back
\nI am bulletproof, I won’t take smack
\nShort shot guns don’t leave cracks
\nFort Knox rung, I'm heavy
\nDoors got guns, in the Chevy
\nLord I know, I'm ready
\nI can tow, this melody
\nThey all know, I'm heavenly
\nGunpoint, got it red for me
\nBut I shot back seventy
\nI got rhymes, in the vault
\nLying? But I’m not
\nYou Fucking Know
\nThey think I’m lying when I boast
\nBut I really wanna be trying the most
\nMake tracks that some of ya roast
\nBut I just wanna enjoy my toast
\nI hope you can resonate
\nWanna be great but you just ain’t
\nGotta put in the hours
\nAnd maybe receive some compliments
\nFind a style that compliments
\nWhat you wanna rhyme against
\nI don’t wanna be all preachy
\nBut you just gotta believe me
\nGotta make a safe for my Bre-A-D
\nGonna make a break for the TV
\nI know what I wanna do
\nYou know what I gotta do, yeah
\nShoot shit like a baller through
\nDo this shit for all of you
\nCall to raise the damn roof
\nMaybe one day put my hand through
\nSome day fill the stands too
\nBut you know I gotta prove
\nYou know I gotta meet
\nAnd seek, and breathe
\nRap in my whole dreams
\nStep in these damn seams
\nCause’ listen I always speak what I mean
\nPushing for goals that I could not reach
\nUsing my rap as a whole damn speech
\nSaying you know what I mean
\nBut do I even know what I mean?
\nYou know?\n\n
