Back On The Scene

I got problems with my I got problems with my image, I'm done covering up

In every room I walk into, the first thing in is my gut

It's Slim Pickens for you niggas, you not eating enough

I'm finna sell out stadiums, you don't believe me, just trust

I might've gave you all I had, but shit, that wasn't enough

You really wanna know who's different, said it's them but it's us

My words and flows are way too good, you can not double my Dutch

I don't have trouble with much, and when I got there left with nothing I had nothing to lose

You could put both of your feet in just to one of my shoes

Don't hate the player, hate the game, I didn't write none of the rules