[Verse 1]
No respect, I go left with no regrets
Pose for the sketch, hoes sketch like holding breath
Close to the edge, OLED, just know its them scoping again
Trying to escape the road
Niggas complain about rain and won't change they coats
Change they approach, I'm open to change they bro
Shit, laser focused, I'm playing Moses
Keep low bro, the plate is floating, invade the locus
You know us, so robust
Bet my fam go nuts like "Oh fuck, bro go up"
Pole tucked like polo, uh
Flow just like post up, ball on the yo-yo bruh
A close cut 'fore the door go shut
I owe pump, but so what?
The gross in the photo, yuh
[Chorus]
Yeah
And I'm back again
Putting my city on the map again
Fall off? That ain't happening
Nah
They like "Lane, when you coming back again?"
We need low numbers on the pack again
Shit I'm almost done packaging
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Flu season flocks, I cruise blocks, Groove pop
Brews with hops, consume veuve till my fuse is popped
I got the juice hot
You got the walls, the floors, I got the rooftop, I got the halls, the doors
I understand when it falls it pours
I understand when you get it second hand you can't call the store dog
I stand till I can't no more
Count paper and jot phrases till my hand go sore
Allure of it, I covet
But am I of it? Am I actually above it?
Am I actually acting in covenant?
Doesn't matter if the answers the latter
If what I'm actually after began as laughter and transferred to disaster
Scrapnel I'm shrapnel, me and Fi out
Firefly Beamers sitting back to back hoe, go left
[Chorus]
Yeah
And I'm back again
Putting my city on the map again
Fall off? That ain't happening
Nah
They like "Lane, when you coming back again?"
We need low numbers on the pack again
Shit I'm almost done packaging
Yeah
No respect, I go left with no regrets
Pose for the sketch, hoes sketch like holding breath
Close to the edge, OLED, just know its them scoping again
Trying to escape the road
Niggas complain about rain and won't change they coats
Change they approach, I'm open to change they bro
Shit, laser focused, I'm playing Moses
Keep low bro, the plate is floating, invade the locus
You know us, so robust
Bet my fam go nuts like "Oh fuck, bro go up"
Pole tucked like polo, uh
Flow just like post up, ball on the yo-yo bruh
A close cut 'fore the door go shut
I owe pump, but so what?
The gross in the photo, yuh
[Chorus]
Yeah
And I'm back again
Putting my city on the map again
Fall off? That ain't happening
Nah
They like "Lane, when you coming back again?"
We need low numbers on the pack again
Shit I'm almost done packaging
Yeah
[Verse 2]
Flu season flocks, I cruise blocks, Groove pop
Brews with hops, consume veuve till my fuse is popped
I got the juice hot
You got the walls, the floors, I got the rooftop, I got the halls, the doors
I understand when it falls it pours
I understand when you get it second hand you can't call the store dog
I stand till I can't no more
Count paper and jot phrases till my hand go sore
Allure of it, I covet
But am I of it? Am I actually above it?
Am I actually acting in covenant?
Doesn't matter if the answers the latter
If what I'm actually after began as laughter and transferred to disaster
Scrapnel I'm shrapnel, me and Fi out
Firefly Beamers sitting back to back hoe, go left
[Chorus]
Yeah
And I'm back again
Putting my city on the map again
Fall off? That ain't happening
Nah
They like "Lane, when you coming back again?"
We need low numbers on the pack again
Shit I'm almost done packaging
Yeah
( Left Lane Didon )
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