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Baby' back, ay, couple racks, ay
Couple Grammys on him, couple plaques, ay
That's a fact, ay, throw it back, ay
Throw it back, ay

And this one is for the champions
I ain't lost since I've began, yeah
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah
Then I went, did it again, yeah

I told you long ago on the road
I got what they're waiting for
I don't run from nothing, dawg, get your soldiers
Tell them I ain't laying low

You was never really rooting for me, anyway
When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say
He'll run from nothin', dawg, get your soldiers
Tell them that the break is over

Need, uh, need to get this album done
Need a couplе number ones
Need a plaque on еvery song
Need me like one with Nicki now

Tell a rap nigga I don't see ya, huh
I'm a pop nigga like Bieber, huh
I don't fuck bitches, I'm queer, huh
But these niggas bitches like Medea
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Ay, oh, let's do it (oh, let's do it)
I ain't fall off, I just ain't release my new shit
I blew up, now everybody tryna sue me
You call me Naas but the hood call me Doobie, dawg

And this one is for the champions
I ain't lost since I've began, yeah
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah
Then I went did it again, yeah

I told you long ago on the road
I got what they're waiting for
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
(I got what they're waiting for)
I'll run from nothing, dawg, get your soldiers
Tell them I ain't laying low
(Bitch, I ain't running from nowhere)

You was never really rooting for me, anyway
When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say
He'll run from nothin', dawg, get your soldiers
Tell them that the break is over

My track record so clean
They couldn't wait to just bash me
I must be getting too flashy
Y'all shouldn't have let the world gas me
It's too late, 'cause I'm here to stay
And these girls know that I'm nasty
I sent her back to her boyfriend
With my handprint on her ass cheek

City talkin', we takin' notes
Tell them all to keep makin' posts
Wish he could, but he can't get close
OG so proud of me
That he choking up while he makin' toast
I'm the type that you can't control
Said I would, then I made it so

I don't clear up rumors (ay)
Where's y'all sense of humor? (Ay)
I'm done makin' jokes
'Cause they got old like baby boomers
Turn my haters to consumers
I make vets feel like they juniors (juniors)

Say your time is comin' soon
But just like Oklahoma (mmm)
Mine is comin' sooner (mmm)
I'm just a late bloomer (mmm)
I didn't peak in high school
I'm still out here getting cuter (woo)
All these social networks and computers
Got these pussies walking 'round
Like they ain't losers

I told you long ago on the road
I got what they're waiting for
(Ay, ay, ay, ay)
(I got what they're waiting for)
I'll run from nothing, dawg, get your soldiers
Tell them I ain't laying low
(Bitch, I ain't running from nowhere)

You was never really rooting for me anyway
When I'm back up at the top, I wanna hear you say
He'll run from nothin', dawg, get your soldiers
Tell them that the break is over

Yeah
I'm the industry, baby
I'm the industry, baby
Yeah