Back Wood by 16raheem Lyrics
[Verse 1]
We all fiends I’m a fiend like Bassy
Had to block her number
She was being too bossy
Had to floss shake it up like car keys
Ring a bell my name from the Chi to flossy (Woo)
Read my book my story, letters
Memory memoir hope I stay remembered
I pray for my enemies but prey on my enemies
They attack they be dismembered
Bad service a dent in it, dental survey
The way that the ray can X you
Out, go to hell like you had an indentured servant
Move through the dents and curves, word
What is it, pounds and ounces
Grams in his hand, and it’s loud as Yonkers
If I stay in the stu then the sound is bonkers
I pray for the youth but I’m one of em
They say Sullivan
Big blues on me, green on deck too
1 of 1 there is only one I
Mike Wazowski
If you hit this blunt then you might get drowsy
The speakers, they could get bouncy yeah
I’m from a place where we cook in counties yeah
If you played get booked from bounties yeah
All verses, barely any hooks around me yeah
Vocabulary on Polo, they think I got books around me
Everyone else is catfishing and clickbaiting
I got a whole lot of hooks around me
Playing chess I got rooks around me
I got rooks around me
Ghengis Khan takeover we took your country
Wartime the horses mounted
Said I'm mounted up like J.I.D
If you wanna get in you gotta show I.D
[Chorus]
I get respected cause I rap good
Yeah y'all so fake bet y'all can act good
Here's a lesson I don't ever do the stressing
I just go to my dome and take a backwood
I get respected cause I rap good
Yeah y'all so fake bet y'all can act good
Here's a lesson I don't ever do the stressing
I just go to my dome and take a backwood
[Verse 2]
My music on the internet money come to my hand
Got a band from the URL I ain’t talking bout banned
Ain’t no band it just me couple homies call it a clan
Keep my lyrics on the nightstand I don’t do one night stands
In the past tense I knew people ready for the grind
We could sleep in tents on the same type of time
But things get intense when you see true intents
I don’t want nobody 'round me if they want me for my tens
And 20s
My age in the teens hang 'round rappers in their 30s and 20s
I know nerds and honeys and I know people with 30s and 20s
I got quartz in the face got the ball in my court
Got karats in the diamonds got horses in my Porsche
[Chorus]
I get respected cause I rap good
Yeah y'all so fake bet y'all can act good
Here's a lesson I don't ever do the stressing
I just go to my dome and take a backwood
I get respected cause I rap good
Yeah y'all so fake bet y'all can act good
Here's a lesson I don't ever do the stressing
I just go to my dome and take a backwood
[Verse 3]
I said I go to the dome
That mean I'm all in my head
Third verse not written
And it's all off the head
Everybody I know sleeping
But I'm grinding instead
I'm just trying to make the album
Finish, get me some bread
When I glow up
I'ma do the two door flex
You forgotten' in the city like the New York Mets
Said I'm a workhorse, robot; C3PO
Ramming through doors call me TG30
We all fiends I’m a fiend like Bassy
Had to block her number
She was being too bossy
Had to floss shake it up like car keys
Ring a bell my name from the Chi to flossy (Woo)
Read my book my story, letters
Memory memoir hope I stay remembered
I pray for my enemies but prey on my enemies
They attack they be dismembered
Bad service a dent in it, dental survey
The way that the ray can X you
Out, go to hell like you had an indentured servant
Move through the dents and curves, word
What is it, pounds and ounces
Grams in his hand, and it’s loud as Yonkers
If I stay in the stu then the sound is bonkers
I pray for the youth but I’m one of em
They say Sullivan
Big blues on me, green on deck too
1 of 1 there is only one I
Mike Wazowski
If you hit this blunt then you might get drowsy
The speakers, they could get bouncy yeah
I’m from a place where we cook in counties yeah
If you played get booked from bounties yeah
All verses, barely any hooks around me yeah
Vocabulary on Polo, they think I got books around me
Everyone else is catfishing and clickbaiting
I got a whole lot of hooks around me
Playing chess I got rooks around me
I got rooks around me
Ghengis Khan takeover we took your country
Wartime the horses mounted
Said I'm mounted up like J.I.D
If you wanna get in you gotta show I.D
[Chorus]
I get respected cause I rap good
Yeah y'all so fake bet y'all can act good
Here's a lesson I don't ever do the stressing
I just go to my dome and take a backwood
I get respected cause I rap good
Yeah y'all so fake bet y'all can act good
Here's a lesson I don't ever do the stressing
I just go to my dome and take a backwood
[Verse 2]
My music on the internet money come to my hand
Got a band from the URL I ain’t talking bout banned
Ain’t no band it just me couple homies call it a clan
Keep my lyrics on the nightstand I don’t do one night stands
In the past tense I knew people ready for the grind
We could sleep in tents on the same type of time
But things get intense when you see true intents
I don’t want nobody 'round me if they want me for my tens
And 20s
My age in the teens hang 'round rappers in their 30s and 20s
I know nerds and honeys and I know people with 30s and 20s
I got quartz in the face got the ball in my court
Got karats in the diamonds got horses in my Porsche
[Chorus]
I get respected cause I rap good
Yeah y'all so fake bet y'all can act good
Here's a lesson I don't ever do the stressing
I just go to my dome and take a backwood
I get respected cause I rap good
Yeah y'all so fake bet y'all can act good
Here's a lesson I don't ever do the stressing
I just go to my dome and take a backwood
[Verse 3]
I said I go to the dome
That mean I'm all in my head
Third verse not written
And it's all off the head
Everybody I know sleeping
But I'm grinding instead
I'm just trying to make the album
Finish, get me some bread
When I glow up
I'ma do the two door flex
You forgotten' in the city like the New York Mets
Said I'm a workhorse, robot; C3PO
Ramming through doors call me TG30