I'm Back (feat. Devin the Dude) Lyrics & Tabs by Slim Thug
I'm Back (feat. Devin the Dude)
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[Verse 1: Slim Thug]
I do this fo' the block, I do this fo' the hood
I do this fo' the streets cause the streets keep me good, I do it for the hustlers,
I do it for the thugs, I do it for the G's cause the G's show me love,
I came in the game 17 real loud, only thing on my mind make my mama proud, started rockin' crowds,
Gettin' dough from shows and as the fame rolls then came the hoes, then came the clothes, then came the cars,
Next thing I know I'm a ghetto superstar, so here come the haters travelin' by the packs
But never mind them cause uh... Bitch I'm Back!
[Chorus: Devin the Dude]
I pour up a cup, fill the swissa with cud, and fire it up so I can gather my thoughts
Mo' money mo' problems they say that's how it is when you live like a boss (like a boss)
I've been on my grind fo' some time and the streets thought a nigga fell off (hell nah)
But if I decide not to rhyme no more rhymes, I'm a still be well off
Cause Bitch I'm Back!
[Verse 2: Slim Thug]
But if I decide not to rhyme no more rhymes, I'm a still be well off
Cause Bitch I'm Back!
[Verse 2: Slim Thug]
A born boss got nothin' to lose, still shinin' in the game got nothin' to prove
Got rich independent didn't need no deal
Had paper 'fore I signed, didn't need no meals
Got hustles on the side, I ain't got to rap
And if all else fails I still got the trap
I don't fuck wit you rappers ya'll fake to me
I don't fuck wit you niggas ya'll snakes to me
I don't care bout fame bein' a star
Let them take all the pictures just give me his car
Then give me his house, and his watch and chain
On the bank account, credit cards jot my name
But I guess one come with the other
So here I go I'm a writin' rap hustler
I'm too blessed to complain bout that
So where I gotta sign, take your pictures
Cause Bitch I'm Back!
[Chorus: Devin the Dude]
I pour up a cup, fill the swissa with cud, and fire it up so I can gather my thoughts
Mo' money mo' problems they say that's how it is when you live like a boss (like a boss)
I've been on my grind fo' some time and the streets thought a nigga fell off (hell nah)
But if I decide not to rhyme no more rhymes, I'm a still be well off
Cause Bitch I'm Back!
[Verse 3: Slim Thug]
They say the truth will hit so fuck it
I'm a go an keep 100 fo' the public
I dropped "Already Platinum" But it only sold gold
And niggas lookin' at me like I sold my soul
Cause I'm rappin' with D and not Mr. Lee
But when your on your grind sometimes you can't see
Before mike came and Paul was signed
I was at interscope tryin' to find my mind
Still Tippin' wasn't toppin' 3 kings just dropped
And I'm a underground artist tryin' to get on top
So I listened to my label, playin' to break X's
And learned a whole lotta game from that
Just stay true my nigga and do you
And fuck what another tryin' to tell you to do
Continue to spit facts you can bump in them lacs
Oh yeah this a dre track
Bitch I'm Back!
[Chorus: Devin the Dude]
I pour up a cup, fill the swissa with cud, and fire it up so I can gather my thoughts
Mo' money mo' problems they say that's how it is when you live like a boss (like a boss)
I've been on my grind fo' some time and the streets thought a nigga fell off (hell nah)
But if I decide not to rhyme no more rhymes, I'm a still be well off
Cause Bitch I'm Back!
