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CR Jay - GET BACK Lyrics



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[ Featuring Bosmanright ]

Uh
I'm back in that mode, in my bag, in my carry-on
I was taught to get it, how you live, bet that saying sum
Say that she can't stand me when I leave, so I make her cum
Like a rich kid, whenever I see you, I'ma see wassup
Yeah
Get back to that bread
Get back to that one way I know how to get that check
Get back to that ten-toes
Stack it up till it spread
I don't be with a lot of niggas
Quickest way to go fed, nah I'm good
My trunk in the hood (yea)
Bitch, this ain't no foreign hopin' you get that overstood
Ride around with insurance
Choppin' up game like it's a sport
I'm just mindin' my business
He don't see nun if it ain't for him (uh-huh)
Done with the extra, a star in a special
We shoot us a movie whenever we get to the crib
Be in the studio every day, reach a new level
I'm hot just like what's in the middle
Probably be one of the greatest
I stay where I'm on, they gon' notice, forget I be him
Gang on my back, it's a whole lot of members with me
Only right if I gotta go trim
Tippin' my hat to the plug
I been talkin' to God, know my heart and where I was
(Yea yea yea)
Tippin' my hat to the plug
I been talkin' to God, know my heart and where I was
I'm back in that mode, in my bag, in my carry-on
I was taught to get it, how you live, bet that's sayin' sum
Say that she can't stand me when I leave, so I make her cum
Like a rich kid, whenever I see you, I'ma see wassup
Yea
Get back to that bread
Get back to that one way, I know how to get that check
Get back to that ten-toes
Stack it up till it spread
I don't be with a lot of niggas
Quickest way to go fed, nah I'm good
Tippin' my hat to the plug
I been talkin' to God, know my heart and where I was
Uh
Took a chance on myself when they thought I was crazy
This shit take a whole lot of heart to go far
Just to create the sound, had to go through the phases
You do what you want when you know who you are
Swing it out, catch a strike
Swing it back, take it home
If it's up with the T, I'ma go on a run
Blackin' out on this bitch when I talk, it be heavy
You counted me out, you must gotta be drunk
Whippin
Slidin
Ain't no tellin' where I'm goin
Inside lookin' like a panther, outside got me in the snow
Flippin
Pilin
I be drenched to the flo
Ain't no squares inside this circ
Keepin' this shit on need to know
I'm out of range
Comin' a long way from goin' through mud whenever it rain
Havin' a hard head, don't put no sense in a safe
Rent, gotta be paid
Relentless, I'm non-stop, I'm hittin' from the shade
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English

Uh
I'm back in that mode, in my bag, in my carry-on
I was taught to get it, how you live, bet that saying sum
Say that she can't stand me when I leave, so I make her cum
Like a rich kid, whenever I see you, I'ma see wassup
Yeah
Get back to that bread
Get back to that one way I know how to get that check
Get back to that ten-toes
Stack it up till it spread
I don't be with a lot of niggas
Quickest way to go fed, nah I'm good
My trunk in the hood (yea)
Bitch, this ain't no foreign hopin' you get that overstood
Ride around with insurance
Choppin' up game like it's a sport
I'm just mindin' my business
He don't see nun if it ain't for him (uh-huh)
Done with the extra, a star in a special
We shoot us a movie whenever we get to the crib
Be in the studio every day, reach a new level
I'm hot just like what's in the middle
Probably be one of the greatest
I stay where I'm on, they gon' notice, forget I be him
Gang on my back, it's a whole lot of members with me
Only right if I gotta go trim
Tippin' my hat to the plug
I been talkin' to God, know my heart and where I was
(Yea yea yea)
Tippin' my hat to the plug
I been talkin' to God, know my heart and where I was
I'm back in that mode, in my bag, in my carry-on
I was taught to get it, how you live, bet that's sayin' sum
Say that she can't stand me when I leave, so I make her cum
Like a rich kid, whenever I see you, I'ma see wassup
Yea
Get back to that bread
Get back to that one way, I know how to get that check
Get back to that ten-toes
Stack it up till it spread
I don't be with a lot of niggas
Quickest way to go fed, nah I'm good
Tippin' my hat to the plug
I been talkin' to God, know my heart and where I was
Uh
Took a chance on myself when they thought I was crazy
This shit take a whole lot of heart to go far
Just to create the sound, had to go through the phases
You do what you want when you know who you are
Swing it out, catch a strike
Swing it back, take it home
If it's up with the T, I'ma go on a run
Blackin' out on this bitch when I talk, it be heavy
You counted me out, you must gotta be drunk
Whippin
Slidin
Ain't no tellin' where I'm goin
Inside lookin' like a panther, outside got me in the snow
Flippin
Pilin
I be drenched to the flo
Ain't no squares inside this circ
Keepin' this shit on need to know
I'm out of range
Comin' a long way from goin' through mud whenever it rain
Havin' a hard head, don't put no sense in a safe
Rent, gotta be paid
Relentless, I'm non-stop, I'm hittin' from the shade
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Writer: Justin McBean
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Performed By: CR Jay
Featuring: Bosmanright
Language: English
Length: 2:57
Written by: Justin McBean
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