Back 2 It (feat. G Loz)

Uh, go and get the bag, go and get the bag Wake up every morning, go and get the bag, look, yeah Fall down, get back to it, fall down, get back to it Fall down, get back to it, fall down, get back to it F*ck what it's supposed to be, it is what it is You the mother of my child, I do this for my kids It get hard for me to smile, gotta be serious Been like that since a jit, get a clue, take a hint Look, made at least 40 bands, posted on the strip Did it independent, with a gang at? Need a real shorty who gon' go and get a name tat Pull up with the mask on, still gotta face facts Why he better off alone, better leave that boy alone Real nigga DNA, felt that in my chromosomes Can't spell for shit, but I could count it Bag it, get money addict They askin' for the recipe, never let them have it Gotta laugh sometimes, but still ain't happy Used to have waves, till I let it grow nappy They gon' judge me anyway, still ain't go away What am I supposed to do? Not hold it down, not be proud I know grown men who ain't smarter than my child No social media on me, they still profile If you don't think you the best, then you in denial If you knew what I know, you move different Me and you should try and work it out like fitness I heard that you could flip it, go and get the digits That's why I never listen to the haters and the critics We from two different worlds, you should mind your business We don't know love, all we know is pain Better play your station, boy, this ain't no game And you better listen every time they say your name Look, different feets on, but I stay ten toes Got a tunnel vision, never break my neck for hoes Ayy, good vibes, follow him everywhere he go Ayy, body on the block, heard how you ain't know Ayy, she gon' swallow if I whip it out Lately I been busy and had time to dig her out They want a nigga six feet underground Ever since I was one ounce and eight pounds Are you proud, like Fall down, get back to it, ayy Fall down, get back to it, ayy Fall down, get back to it Who that G-Loz A nigga from the streets comin' out the X Fingers to these haters that love me, so screamin' I'm the best No DJ Khaled, I know what I did Family ain't believe me, then f*ck em', I know that God did Flexin' on these niggass, still ain't make it yet Ahead of these niggass, take a break, and still ain't break a sweat I'm callin' people out, no need to make a threat Amazing that, tellin' the truth will have these bitches givin' crazy neck I'm feelin' like the greatest, thinkin' I'm the greatest Writing never stops, see, I was writing on vacation With my foreign mamcita , right beside me And she's sayin', you ain't playin Niggass hatin' cause they know you gon' be famous See, I'm craving attention, cause a nigga really slayed for it Prayed for it, it's in my blood, I was made for it When Broke and came back, I really paid for it Feelin' like Tom Hanks, they sayin', run the game Forrest Fall down, get back to it, fall down, get back to it Fall down, get back to it, fall down, get back to it