GetItBack

[Chorus]
Let me get my mind back
I just made a rack
Already spent it all
But I get it back
I don’t want friends
I don’t need that
Been alone since the start
Bitch you know that that’s a fact

[Verse 1]
I don’t need friends bitch I need balenciaga
Got gucci on my legs now the kid be looking proper
Talking shit about me you know that I keep a chopper
Make me up on the heat prolly cook you like a lobster
Rolling round like a mobster
Turning to a monster
Devil told me he could give me what I need to prosper
Number one on the roster, put one in your heart
Watch as all these imposters begin to fall apart
Ya I’m nice with the art

[Verse 2]
Ya I gotta couple scars you be knowing where they at
Ya I’m knowing who you are ya I’m knowing you a rat
Most the time it’s only fake people who be yelling slatt
If you fiendjng for some beef I can link you where I’m at
Ya I’m aiming at you neck
Always disrespect
Bitch I be the best in the game I be next
Fuck these lames get them cheque’s
Ya I’m always next to death
Smell it on my breath
Everything a test but the kid moving blessed
Got no time for no stress
Always on a roll
Back in high school I was never honour roll but now the kid be stacking dough
Guess that’s how it goes
Keep em on they toes