[Intro] Alright Seen a lot of shit Yeah Seen a lot of shit [Verse 1] I seen a lot of shit I shouldnt have but never forgot it though Brothers on the corner selling crack like it was nada though Walk inside my kitchen baking soda all up on the floor Police banging on the door while gripping a .44 I was just a youngin but this type of shit I seen before Yall see a white boy, but my daddy a negro Half breed motherfucker grip the mic and he flow I just wanna spread love, they want me to bleed slow I just wanna keep the peace and help people Give some of this money that Im making to the people So if you hatin on me, goddamn, you evil And just dont understand cause Im flyer than Knievel Been through a lot of shit but I keep it on the DLo Never bustin in em streets but I keep it G though I aint into fairy tales, Im just me, ho! Only thing I talk about is everything that we know I heard you got a fucking problem, bitch, I bet I beast Aint no need to reach, I dont need a piece I just kill em with kindness, yeah, we leave em deceased And tell it like it is so now you got it, capiche? Homie, what up? [Chorus] Let me bring it back down They think its a game right now Yeah But it aint the same right now, know my name right now Yeah Back where I came from now We gon live it up til we bring it back down They think its a game right now But it aint the same right now, know my name right now Back where I came from now We gon live it up til we bring it back down [Verse 2] I hope you live a long life hatin Now watch every Grammy just to see who they nominating, uh So successful they probably say I signed with Satan But I got God on my side, always down to ride Dont get it twisted, I aint perfect in the least Im still all up in your girl jeans like a crease Matter fact like a geneticist These rappers records comin out, they so repetitive Shout out my homie Chance, peace to Skizzy Mars RattPack, homie Castro, we dropping bars Its all love, man that shit is ours They never thought Id make it, shooting for the stars Yeah, Im a born sinner, but its a Cole world Shout out my homies that know me, cant forget my old girl But thats a touchy subject like a priest, whoa I heard yall finally eating over there, we got a feast, though Keep it RattPack til the beat go You might not get the flow now, let it seep though Fans know my lyrics deeper than the sea floor But we dumb it down so they spin it on the radio Racism all up in em, that shit is irrelevant My flow is colorblind, rapping for the hell of it I dont give a fuck, my mindstate celibate Run quick, tell a bitch, rap getting me hella rich Out the blue like Ella Fitz, my flow is so elegant Death before dishonor, murderin rappers in front of they mamas I rep Artanis, decipher the word cause its ebonics Reverse the letters and it spells Sinatra, yes, I gotcha, bitch its Logic [Chorus] Let me bring it back down They think its a game right now Yeah But it aint the same right now, know my name right now Yeah Back where I came from now We gon live it up til we bring it back down They think its a game right now But it aint the same right now, know my name right now Back where I came from now We gon live it up til we bring it back down [AdLib Woman] Mmmn, Im thinking... Okay
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