Wale - Back To The Sun lyrics

[Intro] Ain’t anyone fvcking with the mufvcking god (?) Know what I’m saying? Lexicon legend, hahaha [Hook/Chorus] N!ggas hate and n!ggas love N!ggas hate and n!ggas love N!ggas hate and n!ggas love [Verse 1] Fvck with me Mh, yeah, packing my bag, n!gga Tell them n!ggas who so called pa**, I’m on that a**, n!gga Rare b!tches in Raf Simmons, my pack lit up Loud in me, im flying high as Faloring singing Boy, back in my groove, youngin Hundred-thousand for j**els, but it’s cool, I let my glues cover And the hoes love it, but I got a good woman And I never post it cause all them vultures will probably hover What up? Thugging addressing the ma** public Attitude is fvck it, I’m living what they covet, so run it Younging troubled, beginning was humble N!ggas flexing for that Gram, but they living with their Mothers They s**ers, they lying they liars, V’s on my tire It’s two things I never mind is their opinion and stylists I’m riding I’m sorry, Folaring gotta be so defiant See you Chiciate, Chico, leave your people to violet Violent, quiet, I’m young, stacking my fund And the back of the backing I got my back to the sun Got my eye on this young chick who be acting and such Never act up in public and really ratchet and clueless I’m quite distinguished, and rarely do I mingle And I really do my thing out here, really I just (?) Eyes is on the prize, moon is in the sky I used to sit up at night like I knowing this isn’t right, like god!