Move Back Lyrics

[Chorus:]
I got the hood on my back, back
I got the city on my back, back
I got the game on my back, back
I got the world on my back, back
Everybody move back, back, back, back, back
Tell them haters move back, back, back, back

[Verse 1: Sha Stimuli]
I'm back like I never left
You might have never heard of me or we have never met
But that's fine, got my whole hood behind me so it looks like a rep a set
If I make it, they make it so I never rest
Got the fire arms out like a sweatervest
And there's nothing that could stop me except for death
And even then I'll keep goin' on the internet
Bragging that I'm still the best, music gives me endless breath
If I'm gone to Heaven or to Hell yo
I still hit the booth and I tell jokes
I stick to the script like I'm velcro
Classic when I spaz I'm like shelltoes
Talk in 3rd person like Elmo
Stimuli's everywhere, he be in the D
Run thru the A catch him out in Philly with Free
Or down in the H-town, or Miami with heat You know BK's riding with me!

[Chorus]

[Verse 2:]
Try Lesly the gat bustin' I'm daring y'all
You can't touch me, my back husky from carrying y'all
Sitting with the flow so nigga you can't hate
I'm readjusted with Just, let's get a few things straight
Me and Stimuli energize like that bunny you don't want a run-in
'Cause my gun will put an end to guys.
Even in Lebanon, ain't no freezing this shit
You think not, you must be higher than the starship enterprise
Realize I'm fresh off the streets of Mecca
Was rocking open-toe chanclettas and taking notes from the lectures
And bring it back to the block, share the wisdom with my boys
And when it's drama, I'm still on point with the weapons
Suggestion, you shouldn't test him, I'm on my grind and
When it's crunch time, ain't nothing to bring the noise
Call Gunna up, it ain't nothing to bring my boys

[Young Chris:]
You know how the boys too, we spending money like Floyd too

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