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Feeling like the old me, huh
When I was hungry for this shit
Still hungry too
Uh (ayy, Benjamin, he got Benjamins)

Uh, I'm back to my habits, back to my ways
Back to putin' that Yak to my face
Back to dumpin' these ashes in trays
Back to who I was back in the days
Back to the grain
Can't believe I actually changed
Talked about gettin' rich and now I'm actually paid
Swerved a little, got off track now I'm back in my lane
Life is good, yeah, but I always relapse to that pain
Mental health is a stain, them thoughts in the back of my brain
Man, f*ck love, them bitches ain't deserve the love that I gave
But when I f*cked I always made sure they actually came
Went from trappin' to fame, crazy, now I'm trapped in the fame
And I be switchin' bitches like I switch hats it's a shame
With this game, either you lack or you gain, or both
'Cause I just made a rack and blew that on a chain
But I'm self made, back in the booth, back on that stage
And when you independent rap pays
No cap, man

And I got a hundred demons in my rearview
But the money up ahead and it's a clearview
If you ain't loyal like I'm loyal I don't feel you
'Cause where I'm from that type of shit will kill you

Uh, three in the morning sippin' this Henny
Thanking God for these Ms, came from a pocket of pennies
Haters talkin' that shit, that's the Devil just tryin' to get me
Thank you to who defend me, but opinions never offend me, nah
I'm a livin' legend man, I swear to God
That little homey doing seven, he was pitchin' hard
But he gotta take that L 'cause he ain't snitchin', nah
This lifestyle got me hooked, just like a fishing rod
Call me a bitch all you want, just know that bitch in charge
Tell all these small money niggas I'm really livin' large
Just know I keep the .40 on me, ain't got to send the squad
I be doley most of the time 'cause bitch I live with heart
When they killed my brother it ripped my shit apart
I buy this ice so I can shine 'cause my heart is dark
These VVs, what's the difference, just a different spark
I'm a dog and you a dog, but I bite, you bark

And I got a hundred demons in my rearview
But the money up ahead and it's a clearview
If you ain't loyal like I'm loyal I don't feel you
'Cause where I'm from that type of shit will kill you

And your life can change, as long as you still you
When they throwin' bricks just let it build you
If they movin' funny don't let 'em near you
And if they don't respect it make 'em fear you
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Feeling like the old me, huh
When I was hungry for this shit
Still hungry too
Uh (ayy, Benjamin, he got Benjamins)

Uh, I'm back to my habits, back to my ways
Back to putin' that Yak to my face
Back to dumpin' these ashes in trays
Back to who I was back in the days
Back to the grain
Can't believe I actually changed
Talked about gettin' rich and now I'm actually paid
Swerved a little, got off track now I'm back in my lane
Life is good, yeah, but I always relapse to that pain
Mental health is a stain, them thoughts in the back of my brain
Man, f*ck love, them bitches ain't deserve the love that I gave
But when I f*cked I always made sure they actually came
Went from trappin' to fame, crazy, now I'm trapped in the fame
And I be switchin' bitches like I switch hats it's a shame
With this game, either you lack or you gain, or both
'Cause I just made a rack and blew that on a chain
But I'm self made, back in the booth, back on that stage
And when you independent rap pays
No cap, man

And I got a hundred demons in my rearview
But the money up ahead and it's a clearview
If you ain't loyal like I'm loyal I don't feel you
'Cause where I'm from that type of shit will kill you

Uh, three in the morning sippin' this Henny
Thanking God for these Ms, came from a pocket of pennies
Haters talkin' that shit, that's the Devil just tryin' to get me
Thank you to who defend me, but opinions never offend me, nah
I'm a livin' legend man, I swear to God
That little homey doing seven, he was pitchin' hard
But he gotta take that L 'cause he ain't snitchin', nah
This lifestyle got me hooked, just like a fishing rod
Call me a bitch all you want, just know that bitch in charge
Tell all these small money niggas I'm really livin' large
Just know I keep the .40 on me, ain't got to send the squad
I be doley most of the time 'cause bitch I live with heart
When they killed my brother it ripped my shit apart
I buy this ice so I can shine 'cause my heart is dark
These VVs, what's the difference, just a different spark
I'm a dog and you a dog, but I bite, you bark

And I got a hundred demons in my rearview
But the money up ahead and it's a clearview
If you ain't loyal like I'm loyal I don't feel you
'Cause where I'm from that type of shit will kill you

And your life can change, as long as you still you
When they throwin' bricks just let it build you
If they movin' funny don't let 'em near you
And if they don't respect it make 'em fear you
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Writer: Benjamin Lasnier, Katorah Marrero
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