Run It Back

You said you in the deep, why I saw in the shallow end

Fuck prom night, I'm tryna go to that Met Gala Dance

The ones who hate me now, someday later will come back as fans

Not a single hoe is loyal, they'll come try and tap your mans

I don't rap bout guns or drugs, I never flipped a pack of grams

I used to have a 100 slugs, but now I've turnt them back to bands

Don't wanna sleep down on the rug, I put this rap shit in my hands

Told them music was my purpose, they just laughed and then they ran

Feel like I ain't worth a thing and not gon lie it piss me off

I can't give a hoe no ring, yeah ima treat her like chris paul

I'm overthinking too damn much, but oh well fuck it, we still ball