Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Back Against The Wall, artist - Peezy.
Date of issue: 01.08.2019
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Back Against The Wall |
Sometimes I chill at home, I might just hit the club |
Just have that ready on time‚ 'cause bitch‚ I’m in a rush |
I done did dirt with niggas and kept it on the hush |
Know all these niggas drinking lean‚ feel like it’s 'cause of us |
It wasn’t no Instagram shit when I was comin' up |
Was raised back when you had to be just who you say you was |
Was seeing money and cars, got in my zone quick |
Ain’t ask my unc' and them for it, I need my own shit |
Know all these niggas talking bricks and bows |
Ain’t ever cooked your own food‚ let alone cook a brick of dope |
Y’all niggas have the scene, I’m cool with being a ghost |
It be the niggas who ain’t did shit that do the most |
Back against the wall, shit‚ I had to grind |
Waited long enough, now it’s my time to shine |
Now all I see is green, yeah, them dollar signs |
Don’t wanna hear your fuckin' mouth if you ain’t got a dime |
Back against the wall, somethin' had to shake |
Couldn’t even get a job, I had to grab the blade |
Cuttin' nickel rocks up on my granny plates |
'Cause bad bitches don’t respect when you don’t have a pay |
My niggas came form rollin' hard and stolen cars |
I don’t want to go to far but we done been as broke as y’all |
Money come and go, my dawg, grind it out |
Fuck bein' a local star, I’m shining now, you do that, you supposed to ball |
Overlord, Westside, I say that with my chest out |
Old school on Forgis in the backyard of your ex house |
Watch got a big bezel, thirty pointer scattered on it |
Married to the drug game, unholy matrimony |
Came from an era where you might get your shit snatched at Coneys |
No, I’m not just rapping, bro, we strapped 'cause we got glasses on us |
Monte Carlo with the diamonds skating backwards on it |
I bought the Prezi' brand new, it ain’t no scratches on it |
Back against the wall, shit, I had to grind |
Waited long enough, now it’s my time to shine |
Now all I see is green, yeah, them dollar signs |
Don’t wanna hear your fuckin' mouth if you ain’t got a dime |
Back against the wall, somethin' had to shake |
Couldn’t even get a job, I had to grab the blade |
Cuttin' nickel rocks up on my granny plates |
'Cause bad bitches don’t respect when you don’t have a pay |
Yeah, Maxfield’s my first stop when I’m in LA |
Bad bitches forever, switch 'em along the way |
You having issues with paper, we give this shit away |
The only issue I got what I’ma put on today |
Louis luggage, I travel in a fashionable way |
Luxury items I purchase from stores out of state |
Saint Laurent, every now and then I might rock some Fendi |
If she bad and she blow me good, I might buy some titties |
Trained killers with pistols, they come with license with 'em |
In the crib for three months just to ice my pendant |
Scam money from hacking and Mike Amiri denim |
Gave her Chanel, she won’t forget me, it’s sentimental |
Back against the wall, shit, I had to grind |
Waited long enough, now it’s my time to shine |
Now all I see is green, yeah, them dollar signs |
Don’t wanna hear your fuckin' mouth if you ain’t got a dime |
Back against the wall, somethin' had to shake |
Couldn’t even get a job, I had to grab the blade |
Cuttin' nickel rocks up on my granny plates |
'Cause bad bitches don’t respect when you don’t have a pay |