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Baby back, ayy, couple racks, ayy
Couple Grammys on him, couple plaques, ayy
That's a fact, ayy, throw it back, ayy Throw it back, ayy
And this one is for the champions I ain't lost since I began, yeah
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah Then I went did it again, yeah
I told you long ago on the road I got what they waiting for
I don't run from nothing, dog Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low
You was never really rooting for me anyway When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say
He don't run from nothin', dog Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over
Uh, need to, need to get this album done Need a couple number ones
Need a plaque on every song Need me like one with Nicki now
Tell a rap nigga I don't see ya, hah I'm a pop nigga like Bieber, hah
I don't fuck bitches, I'm queer, hah But these niggas bitches like Madea
Oh, let's do it I ain't fall off, I just ain't release my new shit
I blew up, now everybody tryna sue me You call me Nas, but the hood call me Doobie, yeah
And this one is for the champions I ain't lost since I began, yeah
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah Then I went did it again, yeah
I told you long ago on the road I got what they waiting for
I don't run from nothing, dog Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low
You was never really rooting for me anyway When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say
He don't run from nothin', dog Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over
My track record so clean, they couldn't wait to just bash me
I must be gettin' too flashy, y'all shouldn't have let the world gas me
It's too late 'cause I'm here to stay and these girls know that I'm nasty
I sent her back to her boyfriend with my handprint on her ass cheek
City talkin', we takin' notes Tell 'em all to keep makin' posts
Wish he could, but he can't get close
OG so proud of me that he chokin' up while he makin' toasts
I'm the type that you can't control, said I would, then I made it so
I don't clear up rumors (Ayy), where's y'all sense of humor?
I'm done makin' jokes 'cause they got old like baby boomers
Turned my haters to consumers, I make vets feel like they juniors
Say your time is comin' soon, but just like Oklahoma
Mine is comin' sooner (Mmm), I'm just a late bloomer
I didn't peak in high school, I'm still out here gettin' cuter
All these social networks and computers Got these pussies walkin' 'round like they ain't losers
I told you long ago on the road I got what they waiting for
I don't run from nothing, dog Get your soldiers, tell 'em I ain't layin' low
You was never really rooting for me anyway When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say
He don't run from nothin', dog Get your soldiers, tell 'em that the break is over
Subtitled BY : @sdavril - @saeed.mzi Translated BY : @Roxana_sh_96
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