letra de back up on my shit - akilz amari
(rich boogie intro)
yeah! ladies and gentlemen, boys and girls
i would like to introduce to you
for lack of better words… the future, akilz!
(verse)
its the year of 94, march 13th was the day
when tiwanna gave birth to the one that you love to hate (uh)
since day one, told me to be great son
closed mouths never get fed you better say some
and as of late i’m, hustling til’ the day come
light up then i face one, slumming with the great ones
soaking all this game up to kick it to my day ones
gr-ss cut low so i see it when them snakes come
(look) , but f-ck it i’m back to spazzing on rhymes
with this rapping’ shit i’m savage 2paccin packin’ a 9
3 stacking with the ratchet, prepare to meet your demise
if you lackin’ with these tracks, i see you slackin’, its mine
(look) don’t dap me up, b-tch you beyond fake
i keep a l lit but nigga thats for y’all sake
don’t give a f-ck ’bout what peons say
just wanna hop up out the rolls with my beyonce
and hear em say
(chorus)
i said akilz in this b-tch, find me in the vip
im with my partners kicking’ shit
and all that hatin’ ain’t legit, talkin’ that and talkin’ this
boy you niggas ain’t bout shit
aye bag a three-fifth, bad chick smoking spliff
roll it up and take a hit
now i gotta l’s lit, shawty who you rollin’ with
now i’m back up on my shit
(verse)
big bank overall, sitting high up over y’all
running with street scholars who got army protocol
throw my east side up while i’m screamin’ f-ck the law
yellin’ free my dogs while they politicin’ the yard
aye young homie, i told you the games over
hova had it on lock and i came to take over
fillin’ up the philly, then i dipped inside the rover
they praised the most high, but they begged me to stay sober
lifes a crash course, and a nigga stay speedin’
drippin’ this sauce, this is my season
numbers ain’t addin’ up shawty we are not even
they see you gettin’ paper, they hate it for odd reasons
im so number 14 on that blueprint 3
when nas said gods son, partner he meant me
im still exciting the youth, while i’m still recitin’ the truth
i resemble mike in the booth, i’m that 2 and 3 (ya dig)
(chorus)
i said akilz in this b-tch, find me in the vip
im with my partners kicking’ shit
and all that hatin’ ain’t legit, talkin’ that and talkin’ this
boy you niggas ain’t bout shit
aye bag a three-fifth, bad chick smoking spliff
roll it up and take a hit
now i gotta l’s lit, shawty who you rollin’ with
now i’m back up on my shit
(outro)
big bank overall, sitting high up over y’all
running with street scholars who got army protocol
throw my east side up while i’m screamin’ f-ck the law
aye young homie, i told you the games over
hova had it on lock and i came to take over (x2)
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