Baby back, ayy
Couple racks, ayy
Couple Grammys on him
Couple plaques, ayy
That`s a fact, ayy
Throw it back, ayy
Throw it back, ayy
And this one is for the champions
I ain`t lost since I began, yeah
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah
Then I went did it again, yeah
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 to, 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`m a pop nigga like Bieber, ha
I don`t fuck bitches, I`m queer, ha
But these niggas bitches like Madea
Yeah, yeah, yeah (yeah)
Ayy, 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, yeah
And this one is for the champions
I ain`t lost since I began, yeah
Funny how you said it was the end, yeah
Then I went did it again, yeah
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 ain`t runnin` from no one)
You was never really rootin` for me anyway (like, ooh-ooh)
When I`m back up at the top I wanna hear you say (like, ooh-ooh)
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 have let the world gas me (woo)
It`s too late `cause I`m here to stay
And these girls know that I`m nasty (mm)
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 (so)
I don`t clear up rumors (ayy)
Where`s y`all sense of humor? (Ayy)
I`m done makin` jokes `cause they got old like baby boomers
Turn my haters to consumers
I make vets feel like they juniors (juniors)
Say your time is comin` soon but just like Oklahoma (mm)
Mine is comin` sooner (mm)
I`m just a late bloomer (mm)
I didn`t peak in high school, I`m still out here gettin` cuter (woo)
All these social networks and computers
Got these pussies walkin` `round like they ain`t losers (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 ain`t runnin` from no one)
You was never really rootin` for me anyway (like, ooh-ooh)
When I`m back up at the top I wanna hear you say (like, ooh-ooh)
He don`t run from nothin`, dog
Get your soldiers, tell `em that the break is over
Yeah
I`m the industry baby, mm
I`m the industry baby
Yeah