Right back in it; right back at it
Trying to touch this paper I swear I gotta have it
Like I never had it right back at it
Addicted to this paper I swear I gotta have it

Right back in it; right back at it
On point with the flow
You know Trade automatic
When it comes to this rap ♥♥♥♥; I only do classics
When it comes to my paper; ain't no plan, I gotta have it
Stay up on my grind whether it's hustling or rapping
I'm stacking you lacking, been about waxing
Fact I'm only slacking when I'm wearing Polo khakis
On top of the money like a dope boy mattress
Stay alive and high until I'm low in the casket
Kush scent on my clothes I ain't trying to hide the habit
This that Skywalker OG you can smell it through the plastic
Unflavored Raw papers, smoking doobies down to ashes
Champ like Cassius, keep a 40 cal
And some grams in the stashes
Grams mixed with hashes
Roll it never I pass it around
You know the kush in town
Soon as I touch down like Madden