FIN

Lyrics

[Intro] I said I ain't comin' home without that bag They gotta book me just to come home now They gotta book me just to come home now, straight up All my rage stars, where you at? [Chorus] I said we back up in demand, had to do this shit again Thought I was down bad, but God had another plan Racks up, racks up Racks up, racks up [Verse] Hit that bit', know a young nigga workin' Never create smell, I like perfume Plottin' on a nigga, I swerved them Tell you rap niggas, "I birthed you" Fly sick, young nigga, I'm bird flu Made y'all niggas, I can murk you Guess who's back? Had to hit y'all niggas with a part two All the colors on a nigga like cartoon Left Saks and I'm dressin' like Carlton Just checked in the damn Ritz-Carlton, I ain't goin' to the club Let my dawgs in Kick shit, spit fire like Dhalsim And my money stretch long like Dhalsim She just texted a DM to her girlfriend, like, "I saw him" Lost everything and made it back, bitch, I had to manifest I ain't finna argue with that bitch, her ass is barely fat Racks up in my hoodie pocket, they think that shit belly fat Nigga could've put me on, but now they gotta live with debt I ain't fuckin' with that ho, I stay unavailable Walk inside a fucking bank, say, "Put it in the envelope" 'Pologize to anybody seein' me with they ho, oh-woah Had a lot of problems, got my racks up, I don't care no mo' [Chorus] I said we back up in demand, had to do this shit again Thought I was down bad, but God had another plan Racks up, racks up Racks up, racks up [Outro] They don't know how long it took to get to this point, you know what I mean? I put in blood, sweat and tears for this I put in blood, sweat and tears for this All these motherfuckers all these years walked right past me You know all these rappers walked right past me All these motherfuckers see me on the ground, they was laughing Guess who get the last laugh now then? I'm talkin' 'bout blood, sweat and tears for this Ain't nobody knew how we felt all along Yeah, a lot of you motherfuckers said to me, "Now who's gonna do it?", but now that boy gone Now that boy gone You motherfuckers said I wouldn't do it, now that boy gone, tsk Now that boy gone, kicked my ass, I'm never coming home