back at em

Lyrics

yo, back at it, the boom-bap addict, the notepad crusher with a couple bad habits, i've been down since the get down, never looked back, made some homies out of idols, now they givin' me daps, long roads with a gallon of gas, keep rollin, these cats keep askin' where the fuck i'm going, leavin it wide open, i'm just followin' the kick-snare, best believe there's gonna be some whiskey when we get there, god damn, pullin' out the cork, out these hobby-ass rappers fallin' back into the board, i was lit from the second the engineer hit 'record', me spendin the time to hide it is something i can't afford, mother fucker fall back, miss me with the bullshit, go and get my rocks glass, fill it with the bulleit, got that bourbon on my breath, and bright lights on the stage, rhymesayers entertainment, ain't a damn thing changed, hey yo, northside? check, southside? check, show up to the party rockin live and direct, got some old school records, baby i'm set, make it last forever like my name is keith sweat, hey yo, eastside? check, westside? check, speakers so loud that it'll break your neck, you can hate it all you want, i don't live with regret, i laid it all out on the table, you can place your bets, oops! shit, i think i made a banger, mother-fuck it all with both fingers, i just came to kick it, paid a visit to the bank, pullin' out my last twenty bucks to fill the tank up, now i just wanna ride, you can catch me on the 5 with my speakers up, life goes on and i don't give the fucks, been around the block, went from kicking freestyles on the city bus, to building something those who disrespectin' me can barely touch, damn, right, solid to the step, learn to keep some good company, surrounded by the best, whole team got the rhythm steady poundin' in they chest, so no matter the occasion, we are one-hundred percent on, pen in palm, i got the beats on blast, you got a problem with me? eat my ass, i got that small-batch whiskey on my breath, bright lights on the stage, rhymesayers entertainment, ain't a damn thing changed, hey yo, northside? check, southside? check, show up to the party rockin live and direct, i got some old school records, baby i'm set, make it last forever like my name is keith sweat, hey yo, eastside? check, westside? check, speakers so loud that it'll break your neck, you can hate it all you want, i don't live with regret, i laid it all out on the table, you can place your bets, oooh, that's a bad motherfucker right there