Backwards New Era

Look 1995 the whip Rapping with no common sense In a foreign whip that got me dipping like the condiments Living like a movie money longer than the Irish men Put it in her mouth I'm in her lips i feel like collagen I'm prolly with Some niggas that i trust and went to college with And prolly hit The bitch you dream about that's why you prolly pissed Don't ever disrespect the force We leaving no remorse I'll f*ck yo bitches In the Porsche That's why they seeming hoarse I still got it covered He still making covers I'm throwing balls to his angel like I'm Danny glover Banks bounce bitch it's my city try to take it Like an 8 count run em to the ring tryna make it I double up stunting I hope I'm hitting my prime Hit these bitches and ditch em so that's the drop of a dime Double parking the bimmer I'm always crossing the line The city savior up next and I promise shit'll be fine. Banks You are now tuned into the greatest More than some city Savin Been doing some contemplating Got me all out my patience These niggas act like they made it Got em a lot of followers but we knowing they paying I ain't gon go there Wallet like a wedding reception the cake with 4 layers Shut it down when I touch the mic like I'm Rudy gobert Did them niggas hyping you to tell you with me don't go there Nigga you ain't touching the crown not even your molars Banks back nigga I try my best to be humble Watching every move that I'm making I never stumble I know these niggas not using paper to write that mumble Made they bitch run for the ring it's Royal Rumble I felt Mitch when he thought he should leave the game alone I choice the game of real life guess I played it wrong When a nigga built perfect they don't play along Zion in that Duke attire hoping I don't play at all