Rewind

Lyrics

[Intro: Pressa] Ah, yeah (FOREVEROLLING) [Chorus: Pressa] If you ain't down to murder shit, then get the fuck away from me I put seventeen in this Glock, then give lil' nigga seventeen I put Sluggah in the blunt, then go sip on some Hennessy I've been screamin', "Fuck my opps," especially ones that stepped to me If I'd rewind, I wouldn't change a thing except my heat I'm readin' signs 'cause I've been seein' shit, not just in dreams Left with my iron 'cause ain't no tellin' who know where I sleep I'm in denial 'cause I don't think thesе rappers live like mе, they fall in line [Verse 1: Pressa] If crodie say he tearin', then I'm [used to?] play with this Glock That switch, it keep on goin' 'til I release, left in the dark But everything came to light once I could see I was in the box Boy, ain't no case my lawyer couldn't beat I buy a brick before I go and buy a set of teeth I feel like they ain't hot as me, I hit the trap for twenty weeks Call my nigga 97, judge, he gave him a twenty piece 'Member when he slid on me, we shot back, and he got hit They know we rob, so plug, he never ever wanna meet Why? Now you niggas see why I've been boss since knee-high 22 in the lead, Wass [We keep?] 7G, why? Now I'm out in Hollywood Lamborghini be hell [Chorus: Pressa] If you ain't down to murder shit, then get the fuck away from me I put seventeen in this Glock, then give lil' nigga seventeen I put Sluggah in the blunt, then go sip on some Hennessy I've been screamin', "Fuck my opps," especially ones that stepped to me If I'd rewind, I wouldn't change a thing except my heat I'm readin' signs 'cause I've been seein' shit, not just in dreams Left with my iron 'cause ain't no tellin' who know where I sleep I'm in denial 'cause I don't think these rappers live like me, they fall in line [Verse 2: J Neat] Ah, but I don't fall in line, I skipped the line and that's on me And I've been shootin' shit up for the gang and that's on three Now how you tryna bite me when I gave you food to eat? You supposed to be my dog, you left me lonely in the streets Yeah, yeah, uh I ain't never trippin', all I see is redrum My crodie, he be with me, and I got my drum If I see one opp, I put smoke in his lungs 'Cause I got more, more money, I need more, more funds I got lot of shots, I make lot niggas run I got lot of problems, but a bitch ain't one I got lot of kids, and your man my son [Chorus: Pressa] If you ain't down to murder shit, then get the fuck away from me I put seventeen in this Glock, then give lil' nigga seventeen I put Sluggah in the blunt, then go sip on some Hennessy I've been screamin', "Fuck my opps," especially ones that stepped to me If I'd rewind, I wouldn't change a thing except my heat I'm readin' signs 'cause I've been seein' shit, not just in dreams Left with my iron 'cause ain't no tellin' who know where I sleep I'm in denial 'cause I don't think these rappers live like me, they fall in line