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Uh Yeah (Hit-Boy) Yeah Ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy Straight to the top—that's how I rock (Ayy, ayy) Ayy Back to the basics Back to the work like we back from vacation we never not takin' We what? (What?) Back to the basics, back to the basement I love makin' progress you peons not makin' Bro turn this back on me then push back up on me I'm not really fazed by his fakeness I'm cut from a different cloth Engineered from a different tier type greatness Okay, let's get it, let's get it Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, I got it They love to talk shit but can't top it I might just style yo' stylist (Oh, God) They went and did what I did after I did it Shit, ironic (Damn) The way that I did what I did Letras de cancionesMy bitch love to call me iconic (So iconic right now) Ayy, ayy, ayy (Like, what the fuck?) The time ain't gon' free up, the contract get read up Yo' business is fucked Crackers runnin' it up while they kickin' they feet up (Stupid) You might as well signed you a prenup, then copped you a Fiat (Swerve) Don't worry—I got properties that you could rent out I'm not a new artist, brodie—I been out These hoes wanna end us, these boys think I'm finished But I turn the tables like Funk Flex in NY Yeah, it's gon' all come around like a fisheye And I'ma need all that love back that I dish out The peace is Jesús—yeah, I had to go Biggie (Oh, God) Y'all niggas rap like y'all actin' like Shiggy I'm in a Mecca you boys can't touch down in They turn a conscious rapper unconscious They feed these gangsta rappers to piranhas They take off yo' Cartier, fill it with diamonds To put on they eyes just to hide all the trauma I just ain't rhymin' to rhyme, bitch We back to the basics Back to the work like we back from vacation we never not takin' We what? Back to the basics, back to the basement I love makin' progress you peons not makin' Let's get it, let's get it Let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, let's get it, I got it (Ayy) They love to talk shit but can't top it (Ayy, ayy) I might just style yo' stylist (Oh, God) (Ayy, ayy) They went and did what I did after I did it (Ayy, ayy) Shit, ironic (Ayy, ayy) The way that I did what I did (Ayy) My bitch love to call me iconic From Letras Mania