Backyard

(Sounds of chips getting eaten)

'Aight play the shit

Gon' grab that fifth, grab that eighth

Got what you need, blow that dope, don't get too high

From the Third Coast to the West Coast, come take this ride

Let me tell the tale of how I got turned Scott

Over one lost trip to the sky

Let me tell the tale cause you throwed the tail

When you said I could make it this high

Who knew? God dammit who knew?

The grass ain't greener on the other side, it's just blue

You can really identify when you lookin' in your eyes

You ready to ride, that's true

When they look in my eyes, they see that roll

How Scotty entired that juice

Had my back against that wall

Every time I felt so cold

My daddy ain't comin' home 'til fall

That's why my pimp game so moist

Had that du-rag and all

Had a 20 year old bitch in high school

Wasn't no tellin' what Travy might do

On the south side of that HOU

Hollup, let's take it back to that room

No car but still had drop

Just a hundred niggas standin' outside

Life's a beach with lot of sand on the lot

I'm a ride for all of my niggas

They forever here by my side

It was just 8 niggas in a two bedroom

No leg room, that was last June, yeah yeah

Yeah yeah forreal

Fuck what they talkin' 'bout if they ain't talkin' 'bout me, nigga

Let it be known, yeah it's that real

Yeah yeah forreal

Forreal

Fuck what they talkin' 'bout if they ain't talkin' 'bout

We them niggas everybody talkin' 'bout, it's that real

Yeah, forreal

Backyard, we chillin'

Backyard, we drinkin', smokin'

Homie brought out the liquor

Backyard, we gettin' high

Back Backyard, we chillin'

Back Backyard, we smokin', drinkin'

Back Backyard, we gettin' high

Verses, one day you'll find your purpose

Now my show's packed out like churches

Fans never missin' out a word on the verses

Never sit around, just workin', it was worth it

That's for certain, I deserve it

Lord knows we don't get tired, did more dirt than a derby

Momma worked for AT&T and we still ain't get that service

She stayed in/out the hospital, you know that made me nervous

Still step out the house to smell so fresh, fresh like detergent

If a bitch don't want me, don't need them still got my Jergens

And you can keep the herpes

Call Erbie

No house light on, cop light on, fuck this journey

You heard me, you heard me

Now swervin', hittin' curbs

And my nigga, my nigga came home so it just got real

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