Back On Road

[Chorus]

I was back on road, I came back home where all the real is at

I'm just sellin' flows, can't sell my soul, I gotta live with that

I was back on road, I came back home where all the real is at

I'm just sellin' flows, can't sell my soul, I gotta live with that (Yeah, uh, yeah)

[Verse 1: Femdot & Duke Dennis]

Said, I'm back again, 'cause niggas talkin' 'bout that "Rap again"

She wanna join the roster, told her and her friends pack the bench

I'm ridin' 'round with a pack of friends

Brought a choppa so long that it look like they just packed a bench

Since time tables, I rhyme greater, hater, uh

Triple double, no assists on this shit

I just turn into my MyPlayer, player (Boy ain't no way, boy)

So my hair gettin' longer

And so is the list of the niggas that I knocked off

Flow cracks in my raps, help her rocks off

Y'all not hard, and the shit I spit is rock hard (I smell what y'all niggas cookin')

And it's not bars

Who my competition? 'Cause it's not y'all (Hell nah)

Niggas Uber weak

Shorty treat me like it's Uber Eats, put the order in, slide through the streets, give her d*** drop-off (You wildin')

Get popped off for tryna pop off

No cap like I took the pop top off

Off top like a freestyle, boy you ain't know I'm the top dawg (I'm the one)

You get schooled, boy, uh, by a school boy (Uh, yeah)

The only 'Dot that's hot that's not me is probably friends with Schoolboy

King Dilla

[Chorus]

I was back on road, I came back home where all the real is at

I'm just sellin' flows, can't sell my soul, I gotta live with that

I was back on road, I came back home where all the real is at

I'm just sellin' flows, can't sell my soul, I gotta live-

[Verse 2]

Uh, yeah

'Cause I'm the lion in my habitat

Target on my back during the riots, wasn't having that

So I hit bro like "Where the strap at?" (I need all of them)

So whole summer, I was feeding niggas moms with a Glock in my backpack

All facts, ask Jimmy, lil' bro would stack stimmys

So many moves, I would call 'em Jack Dempsey

I'm like 5'9 if I probably put some shoes on

Fourty feet tall if I stood on who I prove wrong (So tell 'em niggas move on)

I'm too strong, I been off the porch for like too long

Had cash to make Ask Tun

Whatever love we get is just past due

Niggas just ain't wanna get the scoop like a bad spoon

I got respect, and that's better than wealth

I'm amazing at this I'm also good at like everything else

If he got some beef I do not believe 'less he tell me himself

They don't believe I don't need their help, we will do it ourselves, for real

[Chorus]

I was back on road, I came back home where all the real is at

I'm just sellin' flows, can't sell my soul, I gotta live with that

I was back on road, I came back home where all the real is at

I'm just sellin' flows, can't sell my soul, I gotta live with that

[Outro]

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