Back Again
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Running up a check I move too mean So clean just peep my drip
Fiji water my neck I'm spilling too hard so please don't slip
Posted in the hood where I was broke with my dawg like we lit
Ain't going back to them days on god boy I was broke as shit
Running up a check I move too mean So clean just peep my drip
Fiji water my neck I'm spilling too hard so please don't slip
Posted in the hood where I was broke with my dawg like we lit
It's A.G
Ain't going back to them days on god boy I was broke as shit
Now it's five star on my dinner plates
Blow a bag it's all good we straight
Text my dawg like you good you ate
He text back like yup I'm straight
Bust a play and go run it up
You say how much need a hunnid plus
Where I'm from they don't show love
I mean some do well sort of
They just fuck with you when you up one
When you down bad they don't come around
A lot of clowns think I'd stay down
Then they try to come right back around
Like nah bro I'm good maine
On the road to these mill's maine
Tryna put my pops on a private plane but he's too geek'd off that Mustang
Hella high how I maintain
Smoke more weed and stress less maine
Pop a bottle of champagne
Call a freak that gone act strange
Roll a blunt of some propane
What's that maine it's a good strain
Stay solid never switch lanes
Work hard ion come plain
Two cubans both plane Jane
Wrist too so you know I ain't playin maine
Whole squad run the game maine
They love to hate and we love the hate
Ion rap naw I illustrate
Paint a picture with words nigga
Moving right when I move at night
Making plans for a better life
I need a big house with some more cheese
Tell the waiter man I need more please
Seeing my momma cry left me traumatized
Smoked hella weed and got hella high
Hoping one day I'd be telivised
It's A.G
Running up a check I move too mean So clean just peep my drip
Fiji water my neck I'm spilling too hard so please don't slip
Posted in the hood where I was broke with my dawg like we lit
Ain't going back to them days on god boy I was broke as shit
Running up a check I move too mean So clean just peep my drip
Fiji water my neck I'm spilling too hard so please don't slip
Posted in the hood where I was broke with my dawg like we lit
Ain't going back to them days on god boy I was broke as shit
Keep on counting nigga
It's A.G
Running up a check I move too mean So clean just peep my drip
I am making a lot of money and I am very slick and stylish, just look at my outfit
Fiji water my neck I'm spilling too hard so please don't slip
I have expensive jewelry and I am flexing so hard that it might make you jealous
Posted in the hood where I was broke with my dawg like we lit
I used to live in a poor neighborhood with my friend and we acted like we were having a great time
Ain't going back to them days on god boy I was broke as shit
I promise that I will never go back to those days when I was extremely poor
Now it's five star on my dinner plates
Now I can afford to eat at luxurious, high-class restaurants
Blow a bag it's all good we straight
I am spending a lot of money without any worries, we are doing well financially
Text my dawg like you good you ate
I send a message to my friend asking if they are doing well and if they have eaten
He text back like yup I'm straight
My friend responds saying that they are doing fine
Bust a play and go run it up
I successfully execute a plan and make even more money
You say how much need a hunnid plus
You ask how much money is needed, and I answer that we need at least a hundred dollars more
Where I'm from they don't show love
In my hometown, people do not support or show affection towards each other
I mean some do well sort of
Well, some people actually do show some level of support
They just fuck with you when you up one
They only want to associate with you when you are successful or have something to offer
When you down bad they don't come around
When you are going through tough times, they are nowhere to be found
A lot of clowns think I'd stay down
Many foolish people believe that I would remain in a lower position or struggle forever
Then they try to come right back around
But then they attempt to reconnect with me
Like nah bro I'm good maine
I reject their attempts because I am doing fine, my friend
On the road to these mill's maine
I am on my way to earning millions of dollars, my friend
Tryna put my pops on a private plane but he's too geek'd off that Mustang
I am trying to buy my father a ticket for a private plane, but he is too obsessed with his Mustang car
Hella high how I maintain
I am able to sustain my lifestyle while being under the influence of drugs
Smoke more weed and stress less maine
I cope with stress by smoking more marijuana, my friend
Pop a bottle of champagne
I celebrate my success by opening a bottle of expensive champagne
Call a freak that gone act strange
I contact a promiscuous person who will likely exhibit eccentric behavior
Roll a blunt of some propane
I prepare a marijuana cigar using a high-quality strain known as 'propane'
What's that maine it's a good strain
My friend asks about the strain, and I inform them that it is a high-quality one
Stay solid never switch lanes
I remain loyal and steadfast, never changing my priorities or allegiances
Work hard ion come plain
I work diligently, and my efforts are not mundane or ordinary
Two cubans both plane Jane
I wear two Cuban necklaces, and they are both simple and unadorned
Wrist too so you know I ain't playin maine
My wrist also has expensive jewelry, indicating that I am serious and not joking
Whole squad run the game maine
My entire group of friends dominates the industry we are in, my friend
They love to hate and we love the hate
People enjoy criticizing and disliking us, but we embrace their negativity
Ion rap naw I illustrate
I do not merely rap, I illustrate and craft vivid narratives with my words
Paint a picture with words nigga
I create a vivid and descriptive scene through my lyrics, my friend
Moving right when I move at night
When I am active during the night, I make smart and precise decisions
Making plans for a better life
I am strategizing and preparing for a more prosperous and fulfilling future
I need a big house with some more cheese
I desire a large, luxurious house and even more money
Tell the waiter man I need more please
I request additional items or services from the waiter at a restaurant
Seeing my momma cry left me traumatized
Witnessing my mother's tears had a lasting negative impact on me
Smoked hella weed and got hella high
To cope with the emotional distress, I consumed a large amount of marijuana and became extremely intoxicated
Hoping one day I'd be telivised
I wished for the day when I would be featured on television
Keep on counting nigga
Continue counting, my friend
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Abraham Gutierrez Llano
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