Bacc to the Basics

Q.R.N
 Quando Rondo Nigga, aye
 Back to the basics nigga, back to the basics
 Back to the basics nigga, back to the basics
 Back to the basics nigga, back to the basics
 Back to the basics nigga, aye
 2012, I was twelve at his cell rappin' off of
 instrumentals, then Louie told me Quando boy you a fool wit' it
 2013 got a .38 revolver,
 tuck that in my pants, swear I use to go to school with it
 This a real life story so I gotta keep it real
 Stack-stack that money for a lawyer I been told that since a lil' one
 I be totin' on a Tommy I ain't talkin' 'bout no Hilfiger
 If it ain't about blue hunnits nigga I don't wanna deal with you
 Straight off the head but they gon' think that I wrote this
 Couldn't afford no bed, on the floor with all the roaches
 Shawty got good head, pussy wet just like the ocean
 Adderall and the percys the only thing that keep me focused
 Doubled up with sticks, pistol, I'ma explode it
 Double cup with drank got me movin' in slow motion
 I let that hoe meet mother so now she thinkin' she a Bowman
 I'ma fuck with no rubber see I don't really need no Trojan
 I was sittin' in a cell when I made that "I Remember"
 Now I'm fuckin' all these bitches and they name I don't remember
 I was down bad on my dick just last September
 Now every diamond on me hittin' cold like last winter
 Couple months ago see I was sleepin' in a basement
 Now I'm rockin' all these shows turnin' up on all these stages
 I had to tell me momma no, I gotta stack it up and save it
 Real street nigga sweae I came up from the pavement
 I went to jail for a gun came home went back to the basics
 I just hit a homerun and I done touched all four bases
 I know they hate I came up I see the look on all they faces
 My last bitch changed up I left her in a free agent
 Too many missed calls, why the fuck they keep on callin' me?
 Shawty on the block list why the fuck she keep on stalkin' me?
 Came up from the projects to the top, that's where I ought to be
 Grippin' on this FN, in case a nigga wanna start me
 Six plus six, twelve shots, I got two revolvers
 More money, more problems, they be feelin' on the problem solvers
 Shop in Neiman Marcus, 1500 for my sneakers
 Shirt made by Versace and the print came off a cheetah
 Went to school and got suspended, never listen to my teachers
 Now my life full of grinnin', turn them haters to believe us
 Shawty so one-hunnit, swear to God she keep it G tho
 But if I gotta beat you then baby I don't need you
 Couple months ago see I was locked behind the cell tho
 Took a trip to Cali just to spend a bag on Melrose
 Whole team be ballin', I ain't talkin 'bout no Derrick Rose
 Deep off in that water I might just went down a well talkin'
 Labels keep on callin' talkin' about signing I'm like hell no
 Since like twelve I been on probation
 I might go back to jail for the chances I'm takin'
 I might need a cemetery for all of these dead faces
 Hook]
 Back to the basics, back to the basics
 Back to the basics, back to the basics
 Back to the basics, back to the basics
 Back to the basics, back to the basics
 Back to the basics, back to the basics
 Back to the basics, back to the basics
 Back to the basics, back to the basics
 
 Straight off the head but they gon' think that I wrote this
 Couldn't afford no bed on the floor with all the roaches
 Shawty got good head, pussy wet just like the ocean
 Adderall and the percys the only thing that keep me focused
 Oh-oh-oh
 Oh-oh-oh
 Oh-oh-oh
 Ohh-oh-oh
 Uhh, uh, uh, uh
 Ohh, eh, eh, eh
 Quando Rondo Nigga-a-a-a-a
 Back to the basics, yeah
 Back to the basics, yeah
 Back to the basics, yeah
 Ohh-oh-oh
 Back to the basics