Bacc To The Basics

Lyrics

[Intro] QRN Quando Rondo, nigga Ayy [Chorus] Back to the basics nigga, back to the basics Back to the basics nigga, back to the basics Back to the basics nigga, back to the basics Back to the basics nigga, aye [Verse 1] 2012, I was twelve in a cell rappin' off of instrumentals, then Louie told me boy Quando you a fool wit' it 2013, got a .38 revolver, tucked it in my pants, swear I used to go to school wit' it This a real life story so I gotta keep it real witcha Stack-stack that money for a lawyer I been told that since a lil' nigga I be totin' on a Tommy I ain't talkin' 'bout no Hilfiger If it ain't about blue hunnids, nigga, I don't wanna deal wit' you, nah [Refrain] Straight off the head but they gon' think that I wrote this Couldn't afford no bed, on the floor with all the roaches Shawty got good head, pussy wet just like the ocean Adderall and the perkys the only thing that keep me focused [Verse 2] Doubled up with sticks, pistol, I'ma explode it Double cup of drank got me movin' in slow motion I let that ho meet my mother so now she thinkin' she a Bowman I'ma fuck with no rubber, see, I don't really need no Trojan I was sittin' in a cell when I made that "I Remember" Now I'm fuckin' all these bitches and they name I don't remember I was down bad on my dick just last September Now every diamond on me hittin' cold like last winter Couple months ago, see, I was sleepin' in the basement Now I'm rockin' all these shows, turnin' up on all these stages I had to tell my momma no, I gotta stack it up and save it Real street nigga swear I came up from the pavement I went to jail for a gun came home went back to them basics I just hit a home run and I done touched all four bases I know they hate I came up, I see the look on all they faces My last bitch changed up, I left her in a free agent Too many missed calls, why the fuck they keep on callin' me? Shawty on the block list, why the fuck she keep on stalkin' me? Came up from the projects to the top, that's where I ought to be Grippin' on this FN, in case a nigga wanna start wit' me Six plus six, twelve shots, I got two revolvers More money, more problems, they be feelin' on the problem solvers Shop at Neiman Marcus, 15 hunnid for my sneakers Shirt made by Versace and the print came off a cheetah Went to school and got suspended, never listened to my teachers Now my life full of grinnin', turn them haters to believers Shawty so one-hunnid, swear to God she keep it G though But if I gotta beat you then baby I don't need you Couple months ago, see, I was locked behind them cell doors Took a trip to Cali just to spend a bag on Melrose Whole team be ballin', I ain't talkin 'bout no Derrick Rose Deep off in that water, I might just swim down the whale throat Labels keep on callin' talkin' about signing, I'm like "Hell no" Since like twelve I been on probation I might go back to jail for the chances I'm takin' I might need a cemetery for all of these dead faces [Chorus] Back to the basics, back to the basics Back to the basics, back to the basics Back to the basics, back to the basics Back to the basics, back to the basics Back to the basics, back to the basics Back to the basics, back to the basics Back to the basics, back to the basics Back to the basics, back to the basics [Refrain] Straight off the head but they gon' think that I wrote this Couldn't afford no bed, on the floor with all the roaches Shawty got good head, pussy wet just like the ocean Adderall and the perkys the only thing that keep me focused [Outro] Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh Oh-oh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh-uh Ayy, ayy, ayy Quando Rondo, nigga Back to the basics, nigga Back to the basics, yeah Oh-oh-oh-oh-oh, oh-oh-oh Back to the basics