D. Martin - Back On My Shit
AyeI just been stacking this paper
Serving these beats like a waiter cause they cannot talk for me
I cannot miss , call it a BIC, yea
My niggas spark for me
I don't put trust in these bitches
Saying they love me, I heard that talk is cheap
Mind on the riches
I never give my opinion cause I do not talk for free
Yea, know I'm legit, yea
I bet the bank on this
Everything hit, yea
I'm gettin back on my shit
It don't make sense
Spending them racks on a fit
Real as it get
I'm gettin back on my shit
Back in the mix
Dog in this shit like a pit
I will not stop
I need like 2 or 3 pateks on wrist
I'm #1 wit the pick , they just can't do it like this
Making em sick
They don't want see you win, want see you shine
Yea they rather see a nigga on the bench
We was them starters, feel I'm the hardest
That's how it's supposed to be
Use my shit for captions, she see the passion tryna get close to me
She love me openly
Stalking my page she scoping me
I write from the heart, got too many scars
She like it's the quotes for me
I done cared way too much bout other people feelings man I'm off that shit
Driving me crazy go park that shit
Feelings I had I done lost that shit
Yea, tryin touch a milli on road
Aint doing no gimmicks I stick to the code
Lo got that shit by the load
Im rapping like trapping I'm back in that mode
I just been stacking this paper
Serving these beats like a waiter cause they cannot talk for me
I cannot miss , call it a BIC, yea
My niggas spark for me
I don't put trust in these bitches
Saying they love me, I heard that talk is cheap
Mind on the riches
I never give my opinion cause I do not talk for free
Yea, know I'm legit, yea
I bet the bank on this
Everything hit, yea
I'm gettin back on my shit
It don't make sense
Spending them racks on a fit
Real as it get
I'm gettin back on my shit
Written by:
Darien Martin
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