Why I always gotta tell myself to step out more bruh

Bruh I known for like six months

And you the most talented rapper I ever metJust let these niggas know what the BACKSEAT is bro

Just breathe

Welcome to my humble abode

Where I don′t never take my shirt off until I see hoes

It is what it is, I does what I know

Im on the rise, sky's the limit

Unless you aint got my conviction redefining my position

I could flip, back when I was timid

Spider sense on top of 99 problems with it

Intuition sharp and I could rocket ship it off my rocker

Life is simple if you thought it different

Why you talking nigga

Tunnel vision type my target nigga

Malick, Leek, Lotto, whatever

Address him by the alias

The devil steady plaguing him so who gone get to saving him

(Tell em bout the fake gangsters at the shows...)

Say less, they don′t wanna see a nigga made

(They playing with your name dawg handle that...)

Come on right outside we bout to hit the fade

It aint no playing, I aint praying for no mayhem

But the days on the daily got my diligence destined

Praying for-for some better days

Give me 4 days, maybe 5 if your lady

Wanna get some foreplay on the road mane

Well okay

I am beyond infinity, like what's behind it

Similes come in barrages, begone

Im beyond what you be on

Destiny Child, you know what ima say

1 sentence, 4 words

I am Beyonce, always

Im stoppin all games and off the top I be like Scarface

But what the fuck my bars say

Blase, blasé feeling like im this and that

But rap don't never mix with that

Flip some crack, blicks and straps

6 months later I could have your bitches titty smacked

But I don′t like to get with that

Walking out in mocassins for Mazel Tov-ing, moshing niggas

Mobbing, killing, but im like Mamba different from

My momma vision

All for the scarred of fallen victims

Won′t let y'all be forgotten im going harder from the benches

Saw that im relentless but I just like to mind my business

Hoodie on my noggin, pimping

Pivoting these dollar riches

Lost, im ringing up my plug but nevermind

I hit The Chapel, give me five

To write this down and settle down

Lately, not a lot could faze me

Greatness, I could tell myself no need no dinner with no Jay Z

And I aint never sleeping on the floor again

Unless im at my cousin house

So what is the discussion about im bringing something out

Say less

Bless, uh

Y′all aint on my same type of time, lets keep it really trill

Fuck the rhetoric fuck the bullshit, im really him

Fuck performances fuck the shows nigga, let me chill

Red pill, blue pill choose wisely, y'all wanna hear?

Im the nigga y′all fear and feel for real

Im in the field, lil nigga puffing krill im still so chill

She like that about me

I don't act out but on mics I spill I kill

Fuck you and your guys I-

I still steal out of stores if they aint looking, I will

The way I see it im the lesson that they needed to give

Now your lesson due, know exactly where your residue is at

Now its time to get a better view up out this vestibule

Ramen noodle cups still hitting I need that lesson 2

Lesson 3 and 4 down below, check the lyrics too

Might be tecs to use if someone ever disrespect the crew

You aint heard it here but ill be there to send the message through

Uh look

Same clothes as yesterday

Nah these aint the better days

Steady aim where yo head will lay

These niggas jealous cause they check the same as mini wage

I get some head in a Chevrolet then get back to cheffing cake

Until my teeth grilled up yellow

It look like lemonade like Kodak Black

I could give a fuck about what them digits say

What′s my love language?

Let me autograph them titties bae

Say it once ill say it twice until a nigga lifted mane

Let me find out y'all niggas looking for me

My cousin talking bout "you hood" im like

"You hooder than me"

A hoodie or a wife-beater in bout 90 degrees

A bandana tied up L-Lil Leeky released

9 times out of 10 ill rise, like the sun do

Left hand rise, the same time as my gun do

Beat you with a open hand

Where the fuck your front tooth go?

You playing with me im on the type of time as my Unc' too

I done had them days on the floor a nigga had to lay with crooks

Syrup sandwiches next morning, we aint know how to cook

Roaches was my roommate, im humble cause that′s what it took

Now I got Drake on my hook, ha made you look

Why my sound you bite kooda?

You acting like Judas

Show you im the new messiah on a bike cooling

I don′t do black music, I don't do white music

I make fight music, and I make them hype stupid

You acting like you stupid, show you that im stupider

Slaving in the kitchen still thinking about arugula

Y′all like to talk all tough on the computer huh?

Fuck it ima get it off my chest you see im lucrative

Fuck being a gentlemen, bitch give me head

Fuck a preacher last one I seen damn near got stomped dead

Fuck you niggas, fuck promoters

Y'all won′t give a fuck until im dead

Fuck you niggas fuck them niggas

Hold up man cut the beat

Fuck you fuck me fuck them fuck she fuck everybody

Fuck being a symbol, fuck being relentless

Fuck being lazy, fuck being dependent

On labels treating like its modern day slavery

Sounding like a broken record but here I go

But fuck it, fuck it

Im all here with my shotgun

Still sitting BACKSEAT, tell the Tr!be I got one

Real shit I met this nigga in the kitchen

We was supposed to meet in studios, at the record label

But I met this nigga in the kitchen

Y'all saw what he did in the BACKSEAT alone

So imagine what this nigga gone do when he in the drivers seat

When he get to step out on the red carpet

To keep in 200 thou-wow with y′all, I can't even imagine that myself

This the BACKSEAT for y'all