Femdot - Back On Road lyrics

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Femdot - Back On Road lyrics

[Chorus] I was back on road, I came back home with all the realest I'm just sellin' flows can't sell my soul, I gotta live with it I was back on road, I came back home with all the realest I'm just sellin' flows can't sell my soul, I gotta live with it Yeah Uh Yeah [Verse 1: Femdot & Duke Dennis] sh*t, I'm back again, 'cause ni**as talkin' 'bout that "Rap again" She wanna join the roster, tell her and her friends pack the Benz I'm ridin' 'round with a pack of friends Brought a choppa so long that it look like it is packed [?] Since time tables, I rhyme greater, hater, uh Triple double, no assists on this sh*t I just [?] it to my MyPlayer, player (Boy ain't no way, boy) So my hair gettin' longer And so is the list of the ni**as that I knocked off Flow cracks, and my raps help her rocks off Y'all not hard, and the sh*t I spit is rock hard (I smell what y'all ni**as cookin') And it's not bars Who my competition? 'Cause it's not y'all (Hell nah) ni**as Uber [?] Shorty treat me like it's Uber Eats, put the order in, slide through the streets, give her dick drop-off Get popped off for tryna pop off No cap like I took the pop top off Off top like a freestyle, boy you ain't know I'm the top dawg (I'm the one) You get schooled, boy, uh, in school, boy (Uh, yeah) The only 'Dot that's hot that's not me is probably friends with Schoolboy King Dilla [Chorus] I was back on road, I came back home with all the realest I'm just sellin' flows can't sell my soul, I gotta live with it I was back on road, I came back home with all the realest I'm just sellin' flows can't sell my soul, I gotta live with it [Verse 2] Uh, yeah 'Cause I'm the lion in my habitat Target on my back during the riots, wasn't having that So I hit bro like "Where the strap at?" (I need all of them) So whole summer, I was feeding ni**as moms with a Glock in my backpack All facts act [?], lil' bro would stack stimmys So many moves, I would call 'em Zach Dempsey Like 5'9 if I probably put some shoes on Fourty feet tall if I stood on who I prove wrong (Tell 'em ni**as move on) I'm too strong, I been off the porch for like too long Had cash to make [?] too, whatever love we get is just past due ni**as just ain't wanna get the scoop like a bad spoon I got respect, and that's better than well from amazing I'm also good at like everything else If he got some beef I do not believe that he tell me himself They don't believe I don't need their help, we will do it ourselves, for real [Chorus] I was back on road, I came back home with all the realest I'm just sellin' flows can't sell my soul, I gotta live with it I was back on road, I came back home with all the realest I'm just sellin' flows can't sell my soul, I gotta live with it [Outro] [?]