Baby back, ayy, couple racks, ayy
Couple Grammys on him
couple plaques, ayy
That's a fact, ayy
throw it back, ayy
Throw it back, ayy
And this one is for the
champions
I ain't lost since I've
began, yeah
Funny how you said it was
the end, yeah
Then I went, did it
again, yeah
I told you long ago on the road
I got what they waiting for
I don't run from nothing, dog
Get your soldiers, tell
'em I ain't layin' low
You was never really rooting
for me anyway
When I'm back up at the top, I
wanna hear you say
He don't run from nothin', dog
Get your soldiers, tell
'em that the break is over
Uh, need to, uh
Need to get this album done
Need a couple numbеr ones
Need a plaque on evеry song
Need me like one with Nicki now
Tell a rap n a I don't see ya, hah
I'm a pop n a like Bieber, hah
I don't f ck bitches, I'm queer, hah
But these niggas bitches like
Madea, yeah, yeah, yeah
Ayy, oh, let's do it
I ain't fall off, I just
ain't release my new s t
I blew up, now everybody tryna sue me
You call me Nas, but the
hood call me Doobie, yah
And this one is for the
champions
I ain't lost since I've
began, yeah
Funny how you said it was
the end, yeah
Then I went did it again,
yeah
I told you long ago on the road
I got what they waiting for
I don't run from nothing, dog
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I
ain't layin' low
You was never really rooting
for me anyway
When I'm back up at the top, I
wanna hear you say
He don't run from nothin', dog
Get your soldiers, tell 'em that
the break is over
My track record so clean, they
couldn't wait to just bash me
I must be gettin' too flashy,
y'all shouldn't have let
the world gas me
It's too late 'cause I'm here to stay
and these girls know that I'm nasty
I sent her back to her boyfriend
with my handprint on her ass cheek
City talkin', we takin' notes
Tell 'em all to keep makin' posts,
wish he could, but he can't get close
OG so proud of me that he
chokin' up while he makin' toast
I'm the type that you can't control,
said I would, then I made it so
I don't clear up rumors
where's y'all sense of humor?
I'm done makin' jokes 'cause
they got old like baby boomers
Turn my haters to consumers, I make
vets feel like they juniors (Juniors)
Say your time is comin' soon
but just like Oklahoma
Mine is comin' sooner
I'm just a late bloomer
I didn't peak in high school, I'm
still out here gettin' cuter
All these social networks and computers
Got these pussies walkin'
'round like they ain't losers
I told you long ago on the road
I got what they're waiting for
I don't run from nothing, dog
Get your soldiers, tell 'em I
ain't layin' low
You was never really rooting
for me anyway
When I'm back up at the top, I
wanna hear you say
He don't run from nothin', dog
Get your soldiers, tell 'em
that the break is over
Yeah
I'm the industry baby
I'm the industry baby
Yeah
