歌词
作曲 : Taurus Bartlett/SP7NISH23/Arturo Contu/Danuvvs
It took a while for me to get back
**** a setback, I'm warmed up like a neck crack
When a nigga wan' fight, I ain't with the ****ery, you front, it's on sight
Big knocks and it's cocked back on my waist
Somethin' you should know before you plot on my ice
Yeah, I know some niggas low-key plot on my life
Gotta live, ain't no purpose you try bargain my price
And nowadays it's up, and I don't give a ****
Ain't nothin' like that feeling when they leave you and you stuck
I really had to grind for this shit, it weren't luck
Niggas hatin', full of envy, so I bulletproofed the truck
With nobody, I'll be fine
I got this shit in line by myself, from a hood where it's blind leadin' blind
I never did a crime, if the D's talkin' bodies, I don't know 'cause it ain't mine (It's Sp7nish)
But I could do the time if I ever had to
But that's just somethin' that a nigga really don't want
If you ain't really like that, lil' nigga, don't front
'Cause the moments demons pop up, you know killers on the hunt
Swear this shit be so lame
New-age shit, you gotta watch for your gang
**** a bodyguard 'cause I know, by myself, I'm gon' bang
'Member just me shootin' like dang
Back to the wall, back to the wall
('Member havin' nobody)
It was back to the wall
Back to the wall, back to the wall
(Couldn't get love from nobody, it was—)
It was back to the wall (Mm, uh)
[Verse 2: Polo G]
I cannot duck from this beef I was born in
I was taught to never speak to informants
Bro died in the streets, it was pourin'
Spoke my life on the beat, now I'm tourin'
I know you was a fan for a while, used to stand in the crowd, come see my performance
Around you, no, I never would smile, I'm ahead of you now, and I keep on soarin'
I am not your man, Billie Jean, hate it when your friends intervene
I was stuck in a trance, in a dream
I'ma stack these bands for the team
She feel left out, never had a ring
Bustdown for the crown on my head, I'm a king
Down for the count, he was dead on the scene
Glock full of rounds, red on the beam
Back to the wall, back to the wall
('Member havin' nobody)
It was back to the wall
Back to the wall, back to the wall
(Couldn't get love from nobody, it was—)
It was back to the wall