Backseat

[Intro: Monday Night]
Uh, ayo

[Verse 1: Monday Night]
Listen, I'm conflicted (Conflicted)
In Richmond, they dropped the cost of living (Block)
Shit, yo, I'm consistent (Consistent)
In my position really be hard to live in (Woo)
Nigga, I ain't bitchin' (Ain't bitchin') 'cause in a minute, it's too many cars to get in (We outta there)
In reality, we never lost [?] (We never lost)
Godfather salaries, we never lost the vision (Gimme that)
I don't know who mad at me 'cause everything lost [?] (Fuck outta here)
In this game you can't pause the mission
Not ashamed of the cars I dented (Skrrt)
Pick a stain, if it ain't hard, I'm with it (It ain't hard)
And I ain't good with names, if you ain't got a car, forget it (Fuck outta here, nigga)
The right lane always merge (Merge), so pick a lane don't get curved (Skrrt)
I'm switching lanes on the way to Jersey (We outta there)
I'm pretty good with words, even word of mouth, I know you heard of me (Woo)
What's the word about concerning me? (Concerning me?)
Nigga, don't run your mouth, he learn to speak (Come here, nigga)
Pull-out couch where I learn to sleep (Woo)
A couple times I count so I learned my keep (Gimme that)
A nigga stayed in a drought so I learned to weed
Nigga stole an ounce 'fore i could even see it (Couldn't even see it)
Now I just grab a ounce and leave it be, nigga

[Verse 2: 3wayslim]
This ain't California burning trees, I tell 'em ease up (Ease up)
I was wylin, bro, you Japanese, my overseas [?]
Kinda talented, my fees is fancy, love that re-up (Love that re-up)
I was calculating, left the streets, still got a piece of it (Piece of it)
I got touch and make it tap dance like Frankie Lymon
Still gotta put a signal out like it's Verizon
If I told you 'bout my grind (Grind), it'd be traumatizing (It'd be traumatizing)
Put my life on line, I paid my dues and authorized it (Authorized it)
Took a cut, uh, with my primes on papers and lit the blunt, uh
Golden child, I'm the [?], I seen enough (I've seen enough)
Wrote albums for thousands, I cleaned up (Yeah, yeah), I cleaned up
Niggas rapping ain't got ten to they name
Got full range automatic shots, spinning his block with good aim
It's a damn shame, sessions with Scheme, we smoked a quarter pound (Pound)
They don't want war with us, they watered down, Block (Block)