Back

Back, back, back, back, back to those days

I was running, running, running, running, running in one place

Had to set a, set a, set a, set a, set a, set a pace

Feel like I been, I been, I been, I been, running in one place yeah

I been feeling pretty good

I been feeling great

I been feeling how I should

How I really should

Been growing up way too fast like where is my childhood?

Lyrics legendary like I am Robinhood

Flow is flowing good like I am some driftwood

Doing things I said I can't when others said I could

Showing up to class, studying I try to make good

I am from the west, but I'm not talking Clint Eastwood, yeah

I was thinking bout these times

2 AM in my room, creating music with some rhymes

I was feeling divine

Third place took a lot to reach the finish line

But now I'm here

Longbeard Shakesphere

Try to talk one on one

But motherfuckers always interfere

NASA watching down looking at the fucking atmosphere

Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci, Gucci they be profiteers

He's white and he's speaking fast is he an auctioneer?

But I get, I get

That feeling the beat

The motherfucker want to murder the beat

But I get, I get

I spend it non-credit

I get it from Reddit, I read it from Reddit

I get it repetitive

Feeling definitive

Look at my wins again, want to start shit again?

Really wanna start shit again?

Really wanna start shit again?

Run it back, to all of those days

In your bedroom, recruiting for FaZe

Eating some chips, they were always Lay's

Fantasizing bout buying some J's

But you got no money to pay

Ask mom she says its just a phase

You sat in daze

Eating donuts, they were always glazed, shit

Shoes fresh like an apple off a tree

Red ones costed me like 15k rupees

Dark gloomy days need some vitamin C

Took a long time to get back into this reality

Back, back, back, back, back to those days

I was running, running, running, running, running in one place

Had to set a, set a, set a, set a, set a, set a pace

Feel like I been, I been, I been, I been, running in one place

Yeah, one place and now I'm falling from grace

Please don't trip, watch your step, you better tie your shoelace

Look at the ground, 90-degree angle, human race

Trying to get some real talk from you, but, poker face

Like what are you trying to do, yeah

Fit in and step in their shoes, yeah

But how is that working for you, yeah

Apply but get no interview, yeah

Now you're almost twenty-two, yeah

Taking in no revenue, yeah

That's the sneak preview, yeah

Of the life you be living

No cooking, no kitchen

Young 16 from Mission

Flow now I am switching

Ambition that's given

Pushing like a piston

Cold I need a mitten

Ice cold it is itching

Fried like its some chicken

Give dishes, I'm ditching

I made a decision

Do you see the vision?

Back to those days where songs were actually written by the artist

Now they are artless, shit

Back, back, back, back, back to those days

I was running, running, running, running, running in one place

Had to set a, set a, set a, set a, set a, set a pace

Feel like I been, I been, I been, I been, running in one place