Run it back, run it back And come lay with me Yeah, yeah Uh We was riding round' a civics soul serving fiend, smoking nicotine, still material God don't want you when it's after dark Just got evicted and I'm bout to chill at the park What the fuck I'm about to do when I'm stuck on my ass and it just feel like sitting glue Momma told me go and get a job Perpascript running at it and homie we ain't make enough, we ain't really make enough Then that fucker stole 3k, figured I would load the clip and kick it to him Eastbay So what the fuck you got to say to me Me against the world every single fucking day homie Imma get this shit then rip this shit just to get paid homie Imma get this shit cause I'm the shit and they can't play with me Man they really can't play with Run it back, run it back Please come and lay with me