I’m Back - Slim Thug

A born boss got nuthin to lose, still shinin in the game got nuthin to prove

Got rich independent didn’t need no deal

Had paper before I signed, didn’t need no meals

Got hustles on tha side, I ain’t got to rap

And if all else fails I still got tha trap

I don’t fuck with u rappers ya’ll fake to me

I don’t fuck with u niggas ya’ll snakes to me

I don’t care bout fame fuck bein a star

Let dem take all the pictures just gimme his car

Then gimme his house, and his watch and chain

On tha bank account, credit cards jot my name

But I guess one come with tha other

So here I go I’m a writin rap hustla

I’m too blessed to complain bout that

So where I gotta sign, take ya pictures

Cause Bitch I’m Back!

I pour up a cup, fill the swissa with cud, and fire it up so I can gatha my

thoughts (let's get high), Mo' money mo' problems they say that’s how it is

when ya live like a boss (like a boss), ya see I been on my grind fo some time

and tha streets thought a nigga fell off (hell nah nigga), but if I decide not

to rhyme no more rhymes, I’m a still be well off

Cause Bitch I’m Back!

They say tha truth will hit so fuck it

I’m a go an keep 100 fo tha public

I dropped already platinum, but it only sold gold

And niggas lookin at me like I sold my soul

Cause I’m rappin with D and not mista Lee

But when ya on ya grind sometimes ya can’t see

Before mike came and paul was signed

I was at interscope tryin to find ma mind

Still Tippin wasn’t toppin, 3 kings just dropped

And I’m a underground artist tryin to get on top

So I listened to my label, playin tha?

And learned a whole lotta game from that

Just stay true my nigga and do u

And fuck what another tryin to tell u to do

Continue to spit facts u can bump in them lacs

And o yeah this a dre track

Bitch I’m Back!

I pour up a cup, fill the swissa with cud, and fire it up so I can gatha my

thoughts (let's get high), Mo' money mo' problems they say that’s how it is

when ya live like a boss (like a boss), ya see I been on my grind fo some time

and tha streets thought a nigga fell off (hell nah nigga), but if I decide not

to rhyme no more rhymes, I’m a still be well off

Cause Bitch I’m Back!