The Back Up - Diamond District

Soon as I start

I partition the dough

Share life living it up

Before I jump off the edge I’mma visit the top

Build a block foundation I’m embracing the drop

Make or break it ain’t the plot when you’re switching your crop

If one egg start to rot, it won’t diminish the lot

This is pops talking through me, with the bread he was smart

I took a sharp way of thinking, and I made it a dart

Point the weapon at myself, and I aim at the heart

Then at the brain, to make sure the logic was locked

Permanent stain, bloats on the cut of the cloth

The, I ain’t done I’m forever the spark

From the start, I’m prepared for the fame, or the flop

Flame of the frost, the lost, all the gain that I got

They can rate I won’t stop, in my action stance

A black man with a back up plan

While always saying, I’mma

Back it up (Easy back it up)

Where did you go?

Area code bury your soul

Do as you do ways of the fool save me the loan

Ain’t mean it though, saving for God

Word is your bond, you was my dog

But lately I’m all teeth, uh

Half of you gone, out of my life, peace

I get — I don’t answer before the beep

Ain’t no get backs, quit that

You got up out your sit

Niggas was blowing, my bitch said, «Told you listen to me»

Now that you gone, hope you strong

Nigga your soul’s cheap, spirit is weak

I pray that one day we can all see

There is a road, good for the soul, fuck what you stole

Uptown that’s my humble abode

Motherfucker which one are you on

Gassing up, you nigga’s mileage ain’t adding up

You had it up, but I’ve had enough

I got my balls and my word

Now look at that, what if I took it back

When I was riding 'round the city with this pretty youngin' that was

Thicker than a snicker, brother couldn’t pass all that

Had to holla, now baby doll all up in my Cadillac

Now to long before she said her name the same as my mama

When I ask if she have man, she paused: I ain’t want no drama

So I told her: Hol' up, I know the feeling I like the brain

But if you ain’t single I ain’t down with recycling

The old me would have said, «Fuck all that»

When you do things, they boomerang, and find their way on back

It wasn’t easy, 'specially she had her hand on my lap

One eye scoping out the gap in her thigh, had them tatts

And that’s why

I went as far as I did

Pulled over, right hand shoulder, then she got closer I told her

I’d take her home, kind of awkward 'cuz I tend to be brief

I dropped her off on Kennedy, and got back crackin' this beat

And it went