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superstar bandman - looking back lyrics

[verse 1: bandman]
came a long way from using cats as a mouse trap
fighting every problem and i know that you ain’t bout that
hardest n-gga in his bag ever since they found crack
got backed against a wall like a ball man i bounced back

[verse 2: billie d]
used to to have to search for crumbs then a n-gga found stacks
dope up in a n-gga lungs serving you them loud packs
even with my family i always keep around gats
i stay up in the booth and speak the truth on these soundtracks
i was skipping school in the streets gripping tool
n-ggas knew i was kicking it liverpool
got it through n-ggas heads like a bullet do
rob a few not a leader when we follow you

[verse 3: bandman]
heat was too expensive had so we to use the oven
if you a fed then them bounties cheaper by the dozen
hit his sis and tell his unc that i’m finna hit his cousin
get on tracks and then i talk about it just to get us buzzing
love that she a freak but hate to give a thotty loving
stubborn think i’m heavy try to move me she know i ain’t budging
can’t get caught up in the system man them n-ggas know i wasn’t
looking at the your honor like he god don’t why he judging
talking bout them diamond watches like they really flooding
n-ggas know i’m working they say bandman you ain’t doing nothing
all these rookie n-ggas talking brazy like they true to something
never heard this n-gga why you rapping like your music thumping
if you owe me then have you to pay like you donald trumping
shotty got a different type of gas when i get to pumping
don’t produce my money then i’m beating on you like a drum kit
shotty put some holes in his brother you call them pumpkin

[verse 4: billie d and bandman]
had to get it on my own never needed help
nina held on my waist saggin dawg i need a belt
kicked up outta mama house so i had to feed myself
girly saw me just to hit the head now she need some milk
feds will have you looking like you rocking ferragamo
bearing hollows in my glizzy raining while yall share a bottle
busted you now your name is gone scratched it off like it’s the lotto
yo lowkey i gotta hit her once told you bout the model
boy i wake up and my celly get to chirping b
started stacking when my mama had got finished burping me
started stacking when my mama had got finished birthing me
i told her bout that these 9-5s man that ain’t gone work for me

- superstar bandman lyrics

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