Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Back At Em, artist - Grieves. Date of issue: 17.01.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Back At Em |
| Back at it |
| The boom-bap addict |
| The notepad crusher with a couple bad habits |
| I’ve been down since the get down |
| Never looked back |
| Made some homies out of idols |
| Now they givin' me daps |
| Long roads with a gallon of gas |
| Keep rollin |
| These cats keep askin' where the fuck I’m going |
| Leavin it wide open |
| I’m just followin' the kick-snare |
| Best believe there’s gonna be some whiskey when we get there |
| God damn |
| Pullin' out the cork |
| Out these hobby-ass rappers fallin' back into the board |
| I was lit from the second the engineer hit 'record' |
| Me spendin the time to hide it is something I can’t afford |
| Mother fucker fall back |
| Miss me with the bullshit |
| Go and get my rocks glass |
| Fill it with the Bulleit |
| Got that bourbon on my breath |
| And bright lights on the stage |
| Rhymesayers Entertainment |
| Ain’t a damn thing changed |
| Hey yo |
| Northside? |
| Check |
| Southside? |
| Check |
| Show up to the party rockin live and direct |
| Got some old school records |
| Baby I’m set |
| Make it last forever like my name is Keith Sweat |
| Hey yo |
| Eastside? |
| Check |
| Westside? |
| Check |
| Speakers so loud that it’ll break your neck |
| You can hate it all you want, I don’t live with regret |
| I laid it all out on the table |
| You can place your bets |
| Oops! |
| Shit |
| I think I made a banger |
| Mother-fuck it all with both fingers |
| I just came to kick it |
| Paid a visit to the bank |
| Pullin' out my last twenty bucks to fill the tank up |
| Now I just wanna ride |
| You can catch me on the 5 with my speakers up |
| Life goes on and I don’t give the fucks |
| Been around the block |
| Went from kicking freestyles on the city bus |
| To building something those who disrespectin' me can barely touch |
| Damn, right |
| Solid to the step |
| Learn to keep some good company |
| Surrounded by the best |
| Whole team got the rhythm steady poundin' in they chest |
| So no matter the occasion, we are one-hundred percent on |
| Pen in palm, I got the beats on blast |
| You got a problem with me? |
| Eat my ass |
| I got that small-batch whiskey on my breath |
| Bright lights on the stage |
| Rhymesayers Entertainment |
| Ain’t a damn thing changed |
| Hey yo |
| Northside? |
| Check |
| Southside? |
| Check |
| Show up to the party rockin live and direct |
| I got some old school records, baby I’m set |
| Make it last forever like my name is Keith Sweat |
| Hey yo |
| Eastside? |
| Check |
| Westside? |
| Check |
| Speakers so loud that it’ll break your neck |
| You can hate it all you want, I don’t live with regret |
| I laid it all out on the table |
| You can place your bets |
| Oooh, that’s a bad motherfucker right there |