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mgm lett – back to the wall lyrics

[intro]
(al geno on the track)
got that draco on my side, i wanna take that b+tch and—

[verse]
i done lost so many guys, if i don’t make it, then i know somethin’
draco on my side, be wanna take that b+tch and blow somethin’
i’m hustlin’, left the studio at four somethin’
just trust me, they don’t let me in, then i’ma blow somethin’
that draco on my side incase a n+gga tryna act up
she ain’t wanna drive, so i had sent the b+tch the black truck
know some n+ggas died up in the water, ain’t come back up
you know they drowned
and all these b+tches know we up, you know they down
my partners dead or in the metro, that’s what goes on
just f+cked a classy jazzy with my retro 4s on
i get them b+tches ‘cross the map and get them hoes gone
let me switch it up ’cause i’ll talk that trap sh+t whole song
they try to hide us, we still risin’, you gon’ see us conquer
see it in his eyes, i know lil mazi, he gon’ be a monster
what would you do if you was starvin’ and i’m a meal chaser?
stoppin’ who? i’m still shinin’ all these years later
you ain’t the first n+gga to try, n+gga, hop in line
i thought them n+ggas had my back, they tried to pop my spine
the way i’m rockin’ buffs, you’d think i played for colorado
he actin’ tough, but he forgot the back of the glock was auto
these n+ggas mad about some money, they ain’t get to borrow
when i couldn’t afford the saks, i still ain’t hit the zara
i sent my prayers with that pack and hope it goes well
like sam’s club, everything we sell is wholesale
got jammed up, he actin’ like he ain’t know hoes tell
the blam tucked, a n+gga bet’ not never try
wrist wet, face soakin’, can’t tell the time
just met a gangster b+tch from oakland and she forever mine
[chorus]
i done lost so many guys, if i don’t make it, then i know somethin’
draco on my side, i wanna take that b+tch and blow somethin’
i been on my grind, i left the studio at four somethin’
can’t speak what’s on my mind, you know i’m the type to show somethin’
my back to the wall, i ain’t selfish, b+tch, i’m passin’ the ball
you a lil’ puppy, your b+tch tryna give that cat to a dog
i grew up with nothin’, i swear that sh+t had made me a man
all i knew was hustlin’, i ran it up and made me a plan
remember walkin’ sh+ll toes, tryna be like fat
came up out that h+ll hole, my demons bet’ not lack
we grew up, had to sell ‘bows, can you get off packs?
and if you come across them railroads, b+tch, you cross that track
i done lost so many guys, if i don’t make it, then i know somethin’
draco on my side, i wanna take that b+tch and blow somethin’
i been on my grind, i left the studio at four somethin’
can’t speak what’s on my mind, you know i’m the type to show somethin’
my back to the wall, i ain’t selfish, b+tch, i’m passin’ the ball
you a lil’ puppy, your b+tch tryna give that cat to a dog
i grew up with nothin’, i swear that sh+t had made me a man
all i knew was hustlin’, i ran it up and made me a plan

- mgm lett lyrics

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