
Lyrics to Back For More
Yeah
Uh huh
Y'all ain't going nowhere
We have one of them type of relationships
We gonna love each other, we gonna hate each other
But we ain't going nowhere, baby
I'm back
We got an avoid attachments now
You got an anxious win
First they love me, then they hate me, then they love me, they hate me
Whole while they bitches talking about they wouldn't date me
You know how much shit that I get wrong
Y'all motherfuckers mad that nigga I picked wrong
My mother fucking record been impeccable this long
I know a gang of nigga y'all should question, the list long
And ever since that OK feature, the list long
And y'all would rather judge a nigga
Cause a nigga never was a sucker nigga, oh
Gone ahead and apologize so we can live our life
Just a little accountability
And we gonna be alright
If you can tell me when I'm wrong then tell me when I'm right
No relationship's perfect, but we gonna get it right
They call me the Snowman, best believe that I'm chillin
Shit I read on the Shade that hurt my lil feelings
I'm all about to resolve and that's to keep it a stack
Just off the phone with my therapist and Baby I'm back
I still love you, baby
You know what I'm talking about?
You might be mad at me right now, but we gonna be all right, though
Yeah, I'm back
Healthier than ever, baby
Better than I ever felt
Yeah
A nigga moral low
Nigga the stakes high
So much hate in the air, I think I can taste it
You changed up on me
Yeah, that's what the streets say
You ain't strong as you was, nigga, that's what the weak say
Entrepreneur naw you ain't got no pack no more
Not like us, nah nigga ain't black no more
Thought y'all was happy for me
How could you say that
We used to hustle in middle school
Go back like an eight track
And we ain't arguing on social media, them children's is watching
Who gonna take care of people, they gonna follow the leader
And we under attack, nigga, I hope you know that
Snakes in the grass, nigga, remind me to mow that
Remind me to give a fuck
Remind me to give a shit
All the game that I gave to you, this the thanks that a nigga get
Nothing changed me, the commas nigga
Let's keep it a stack
Just off the phone with my therapist and nigga I'm bac
Uh huh
Y'all ain't going nowhere
We have one of them type of relationships
We gonna love each other, we gonna hate each other
But we ain't going nowhere, baby
I'm back
We got an avoid attachments now
You got an anxious win
First they love me, then they hate me, then they love me, they hate me
Whole while they bitches talking about they wouldn't date me
You know how much shit that I get wrong
Y'all motherfuckers mad that nigga I picked wrong
My mother fucking record been impeccable this long
I know a gang of nigga y'all should question, the list long
And ever since that OK feature, the list long
And y'all would rather judge a nigga
Cause a nigga never was a sucker nigga, oh
Gone ahead and apologize so we can live our life
Just a little accountability
And we gonna be alright
If you can tell me when I'm wrong then tell me when I'm right
No relationship's perfect, but we gonna get it right
They call me the Snowman, best believe that I'm chillin
Shit I read on the Shade that hurt my lil feelings
I'm all about to resolve and that's to keep it a stack
Just off the phone with my therapist and Baby I'm back
I still love you, baby
You know what I'm talking about?
You might be mad at me right now, but we gonna be all right, though
Yeah, I'm back
Healthier than ever, baby
Better than I ever felt
Yeah
A nigga moral low
Nigga the stakes high
So much hate in the air, I think I can taste it
You changed up on me
Yeah, that's what the streets say
You ain't strong as you was, nigga, that's what the weak say
Entrepreneur naw you ain't got no pack no more
Not like us, nah nigga ain't black no more
Thought y'all was happy for me
How could you say that
We used to hustle in middle school
Go back like an eight track
And we ain't arguing on social media, them children's is watching
Who gonna take care of people, they gonna follow the leader
And we under attack, nigga, I hope you know that
Snakes in the grass, nigga, remind me to mow that
Remind me to give a fuck
Remind me to give a shit
All the game that I gave to you, this the thanks that a nigga get
Nothing changed me, the commas nigga
Let's keep it a stack
Just off the phone with my therapist and nigga I'm bac
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