Baby back aye
Couple racks aye
Couple Grammys on him
Couple plaques aye
That's a fact aye
Throw it back aye
Throw it back aye
And this one is for the champions
I ain't lost since I began yuh
Funny how you said it was the end yuh
Then I went did it again yuh
I told you long ago on the road
I got what they waitin' for
I don't run from nothin' dog
Get your soldiers tell 'em I ain't layin' low
You was never really rootin' for me anyway
When I'm back up at the top
I wanna hear you say
He don't run from nothin' dog
Get your soldiers
Tell 'em that the break is over
Uh need a
Uh need to get this album done
Need a couple number ones
Need a plaque on every song
Need me like one with Nicki now
Tell a rap nigga I don't see ya ha
I'ma pop nigga like Bieber ha
I don't fuck bitches I'm queer ha
But these niggas bitches like Madea
Yeah yeah yeah
Ay oh let's do it
I ain't fall off I just ain't release my new shit
I blew up now everybody tryna sue me
You call me Nas
But the hood call me Doobie yah
And this one is for the champions
I ain't lost since I began yuh
Funny how you said it was the end yuh
Then I went did it again yuh
I told you long ago on the road
I got what they waitin' for
(I got what they waitin' for)
I don't run from nothin' dog
Get your soldiers tell 'em I ain't layin' low
(Bitch I aint runnin' from no one)
You was never really rootin' for me anyway
When I'm back up at the top
I wanna hear you say
He don't run from nothin' dog
Get your soldiers
Tell 'em that the break is over
My track record so clean
They couldn't wait to just bash me
I must be gettin' too flashy
Y'all shouldn't of let the world gas me
It's too late 'cause I'm here to stay
And these girls know that I'm nasty
I sent her back to her boyfriend
With my handprint on her ass cheek
City talkin' we takin' notes
Tell 'em all to keep makin' posts
Wish he could but he can't get close
OG so proud of me that
He chokin' up while he makin' toasts
I'm the type that you can't control
Said I would then I made it so
I don't clear up rumors
Where's y'all sense of humor?
I'm done makin' jokes
'Cause they got old like baby boomers
Turn my haters to consumers
I make vets feel like they juniors
Say your time is comin' soon
But just like Oklahoma
Mine is comin' sooner
I'm just a late bloomer
I didn't peak in high school
I'm still out here gettin' cuter
All these social networks and computers
Got these pussies walkin' 'round
Like they ain't losers
I told you long ago on the road
I got what they waitin' for
(I got what they waitin' for)
I don't run from nothin' dog
Get your soldiers tell 'em I ain't layin' low
(Bitch I aint runnin' from no one)
You was never really rootin' for me anyway
When I'm back up at the top
I wanna hear you say
He don't run from nothin' dog
Get your soldiers
Tell 'em that the break is over
Yeah
I'm the industry baby
I'm the industry baby
Yeah