BackRooms

I'm from the mud, build up, we gon' crazy, we gon' build up Buildin' this shit, state by state, but she ain't turnin' four-four-four, you know the f*ck I'm talkin Yuh, feelin' so crazy, I'm in the back rooms I'ma get pumped, bitch, I'ma go through Got so much energy built up I'm from that Wiley build up I'm from the mud, build up Yuh, I'm in the sticks at thirty-three-six She don't want me, she want my dick We're the first, we gettin' lit, yuh, yuh Now I'm just trollin' though I got some jolly fives, brain so collarbone Yuh, yuh The whole world is burnin' down Yuh, I just be tweakin' in the back rooms Yuh, life is so broken, I got a broom Yuh, if I fall in the back, I fall back on the back room Back room, back room I'm just a real winner Skateboard and makin' the cheddar My pockets be made of leather I'm just a bag getter Yuh, yuh, yuh Yuh, yuh