EMoney One|11 - Back Stabbin (feat. BentleyVSOP) Lyrics

Adam on the track

(EmoneyOne11)

No you will not see me lack

I'm too paranoid gotta stay wit a strap

So I keep it right on my lap

Fresh outta county they pray I go right back

I know they just want me to fail

They love when I'm sitting in jail

I'm dodging that watch the money stack

Now I'm winning I know they won't like that

Your homie gon pray on your downfall

That's why I cannot be round y'all

Remember I thought I could trust em till I turned around they stabbed me in my back

I'm grinding until I can call up my mom so she don't gotta work no more

I'm fly when I step on da scene my outfit is fresh out the store they don't like that



Hold up lil nigga run up

You might poked by my cutta

That young nigga turned to a hustla

You could blame that on my brother

That 30 clip hit ya make ya stumble pow pow pow it sound like a stutter

You could get hit from your toes right up to your hairline if you move a muscle

I do what I want not what rappers do

So pistols I might have to pack a few

If they doubted you and then you started winning I'm thinking you would be laughing too

I'm grinding wit those who were broke wit me

Young hustla I started wit rabbit food

Now I'm da plug wit the Cali weed If you saw my bread you'd be trippin too

I did this just for my dogs like the veterinary

Ice on my wrist Ben and Jerry's

I did this just to be legendary you don't want beef we treat it like military

Labels calling for me picking up phone call after phone call like a secretary

Keep on flexing like I ain't never told y'all show up for da kill like Bloody Mary



No you will not see me lack

I'm too paranoid gotta stay wit a strap

So I keep it right on my lap

Fresh outta county they pray I go right back

I know they just want me to fail

They love when I'm sitting in jail

I'm dodging that watch the money stack

Now I'm winning I know they won't like that

Your homie gon pray on your downfall

That's why I cannot be round y'all

Remember I thought I could trust em till I turned around they stabbed me in my back

I'm grinding until I can call up my mom so she don't gotta work no more

I'm fly when I step on da scene my outfit is fresh out the store they don't like that



(BentleyVSOP)

You won't catch me lacking

If you wanna leave in one piece don't try me cuz that pole might just take off a fraction

I put the luggage in a uber trunk ain't closing that bitch it's a package

F*ck nigga thinking I'm strapless

Till that 30 pop out like a hat trick poof magic graaaa tragic aye

They want me back in the county them f*ck niggas putting bounties on my doola

I'm in da trap 25 days so don't hit my line if it ain't bout the mula

I can't wait to hit da Jewler cash out in my wrist and go impress some cougars

Pack stank like a sewer survive a blunt of this lil bitch you a trooper

Count it up count it up I count the money up 40 concealed like a tummy tuck

Run up on me you gon realize you dumb as f*ck hope you think we gon knuckle up

I had a pack and I f*cked it up frontin a junky I know it was dumb as f*ck

It's just da principle he got another month if he don't got it then run and gun



(Slow moe)

No you will not see me lack

I'm too paranoid gotta stay wit a strap

So I keep it right on my lap

Fresh outta county they pray I go right back

I know they just want me to fail

They love when I'm sitting in jail

I'm dodging that watch the money stack

Now I'm winning I know they won't like that

Your homie gon pray on your downfall

That's why I cannot be round y'all

Remember I thought I could trust em till I turned around they stabbed me in my back

I'm grinding until I can call up my mom so she don't gotta work no more

I'm fly when I step on da scene my outfit is fresh out the store they don't like that