Shake your head get it back to me
Big poppa gave lessons free
Shake your head get it back to me
Big poppa gave lessons free
It was 1997 when I came back from heaven
Blur in my eyes recognizing u uneven
Roll yo dice I know flow yo rice go
Old school type was never your rhyme
How to check in how to make win
How to do cash out of all of this
Let me blind your ways multiple times
Got couple desires working part-time I know
Background makes you talk shit
Bad vibes make me do my own mess kit
Various emotions racing in my head I’m guessing
Messing around your life and just me stressing
This is how my life looks like I doubt it
Horizons are covering stretch marks about it
Far from here you see me smiling all the time
Get back cuz in my head there’s a war crime
Shake your head get it back to me
Big poppa gave lessons free
Shake your head get it back to me
Big poppa gave lessons free
Tell people smell triple times to make sure
“this is all I got” why does it sound so poor?
I need a sec to get back and you what the hack
It was black until I wrote a track (damn)
I used to go and hustle with my friends
Muscles motivated to dance when they had chance
Romance.. hanging by my side
Now slide you ass back from a life you guide
Everything around me tryna fake what I feel
Spell my nickname I never wanna steal
Simple and your name are not a big deal
But I get what you mean you making a scene
I was damn right when I said you are a teen
Wanna scream the emotion inside my skin
I start a new paper of history it’s clean