Back to Back (feat. Futuristic)

Bout to blow like C Four Don't want the smoke go take a detour I've been snapping like mouse traps And I've been at it since Rugrats Got the city on my back they be hating call me Bruce Wayne They always on my back but they don't ever see the gains They only know the old me Coming back as an OG Now they see me they like oh G Remember back when we was homies Tryna save the town that hated A legend in the making Gon regret what they was sayin When my name is in the pavement We make the spot hot like a box a takis Then we kick it like karate or we chilling like palates Yall is different from what I see y'all look whack I'm lookin godly Yo I'm built just like a dragon ball because it's hard to find me Say they ride but you know the fingers must've been crossed Now they acting foul like a flag has been tossed Now I'm not a chairman but you know that Hollow's the boss And I don't need designer because I got my own sauce It's off of the top but I don't gotta cap Don't know how I'm here it's deeper than rap Money legit and I don't gotta trap Not up on the board but this track is a slap We in the stu call it cooking with Zack Nailing this song like you do wit a tack G-Hollow Futuristic You know that we go back to back Put me on a verse and I'm like Wayne in oh eight It's No Ceilings how I'm building' and I can't feel my face Ain't not court unless I'm hooping but I'm makin my case I've been a baller been a starter like my jacket in eight, listen Niggas don't really want smoke, promise you really too broke I'm Randy Jackson when they get to rapping, my pen get to tappin The answer is no, hearing the flow when I start to pick up I'm Pillsbury all bout the dough Kick in the door, hot as a stove I feel like Black Robin, TikTok with the Woahs! Chill with my bros put em on, oo I just be singing these songs, oo Know that my money real long, oo Tour de France like I'm strong, oo Paris is all on my arms, mm Diamonds is all on my charms, oo Lucky is one of my dogs, oo Be-bouncing just like a frog, listen I can rap just like your grandma when it's Christmas time Money power then respect don't hesitate to give me mine Moral of the story is my morals always intertwine Sellin' shoes but there just ain't not Finish Line, I keep on going It's off of the top but I don't gotta cap Don't know how I'm here it's deeper than rap Money legit and I don't gotta trap Not up on the board but this track is a slap We in the stu call it cooking with Zack Nailing this song like you do with a tack G-Hollow Futuristic You know that we go back to back Got me a label now I send in advance Makin' my commas to fill up my pants Kid in the back of class, had the headphones in while he wrote his raps Said he wouldn't make it made me clown of the class Mad that they laughed Cause this little book is bringing home stacks, it is Say his neck was froze Another lie he told Bro make him go ghost This is what you chose When he started wiping nose, slat Yeah they pose but where I'm from you know we keep to ten toes Love for the bros cause you know that they seen the highs and lows yo