Back To The Basics

[Intro]
P.Soul on the track
(a lot of you motherfuckers wanna talk, say shit behind my back)
Yeah! Ha (but I'm just gonna keep playing the music)
Look (Fuck all y'all)
Bring the bass in

[Verse 1]
The underground gem that's throwing y'all some diamonds
Everywhere I go, I always stay shining
'Round the clock grinding
Six years rhyming
Soon, it's autograph signing
I'm in it for the long haul
Word to my boy Nick
Who's been dropping tracks on the weekly
Murdering your whole clique
Recording on the daily, my catalog is sick
200 songs recorded in six months, bitch
Cuz the savage mode only
If you ain't with it get left behind, homie
I'm holy
Holier than roly poly ollie
So show me who's the phony brody I don't need your homie
Throw back to the 90s
Grew up bumpin only dap, motherfucking grind me
Tryna catch up but the whole pack behind me
Giant over sheep, y'all are just too tiny

[Interlude]
I told y'all I was just gonna put it in the music
Don't act surprised now 'cause I dropped something that you're fucking with
(Yeah) Fuck all y'all jealous motherfuckers

[Verse 2]
Back to the basics
You running in some boots while I'm running in some ascics
I always stay lifted like a goddamn spaceship
I'm too awesome, just face it like the liqueur when you chase it
So amazing I'm blazing like the sun in the raisin
Reverse that line, dawg I really am waiting
A raisin in the sun, yeah I'm shaping the game
Do meditation and levitating
Elevating my mind
Crazy at a kid at his time
Too much homicide
And the beating, still no crime
But fine
Call it white privilege, but the boy's so ridiculous
Leave y'all skiddish
Won't know when I'm finished, y'all bitches
Praying to your God, ain't one for granting wishes
Only shots I take, all I see is dem swishes
All I see is dem swishes, y'all bitches

[Interlude]
Back to the basics, yeah I think too much about the bigness of the moment, you know, just focus on those deep things

[Verse 2]
Got a P on my motherfucking letterman
Rookie in the eyes of someone feeling like a veteran
Letterman, my name is some, always been unsettling
And all these dudes you compare me to, well I'm better than
It's time for Vinyls to make a motherfucking statement
Three years locked away in my room, been complacent
Telling me my dream's too far-fetched to chase it
But I ain't gonna stop til accompanied by greatness

[Outro]
Wasted, faded and jaded
I contemplated, got dreams to create in new ways
Bitch
Wasted, faded and jaded
I contemplated, got dreams to create in new ways
Bitch