Backpack

Uh
It's just me and my backpack
Uh
It's just me and my backpack

School, pencil, table beat
Hella cypher, we was rappin'
Back when it was me and my backpack (uh)
Lunch battles, mega cyphers, we went off the top
Have y'all forgot when it was me and my backpack?
Rolling out to skate sessions, DC shoes, plain deck and heelflipping
Me and my backpack (uh)
Baggie jeans, black hoodies
Spray can, headphones, roll out (me and my backpack)
Backpack, backpack

Got mine on, rock it to the cypher
Write some fire, spit (spit)
Spin fire wheels, ride the hill, try unreal
Tricks and land it sketchy
Uh, my deck is what I pledge to as I'm looking for the ledges
Gangster, fall, get up
Fall again, keep tryin', backpack keeps slidin'
Bull slidin'
Grip tape rippin', that won't stop me
From landing this trick, I got it
Who got it on film? (I got it)
Game of SKATE, wait bro, I'm not gon' lose, hit Casper flips
Shove a rewind, see, I land mine so fast, so quick
Slow, slow
Kick flip out that tail slide, hell, I'm nice, fam
I'm so high might hit this grind slide (wanna be great)
Tip toe, touch the ground, not satisfied
I must land this perfect (uh)
In the end, it will be worth it
I say: Don't quit, don't quit
Gotta land this shit, so the world could scream out: Oh shit, oh shit
Did it all when it was me and my backpack

I do this!

You play with the other side
The spirits form you have arrived
There is no turning back
There is no turning back
Play with the other side
The spirits form you have arrived

Yeah
Off a bottle of Cîroc or we smacked
We gon' get back to that
It's too early to end you
I'm still tryna befriend you
Notice I ain't never say a name
I was just tryna entertain your claim
Beef might be on your menu
The lame in you couldn't withstand the pain
Of the comments sayin' every drop you had got abolished
I was too polished (For real)
I hope you pick me, though
You Leopold-lusting-loving-no-pick-me show
Niggas who got fucked be predictable (sheesh)
Battle rap angles with the pass down
Daylyt saving bars, stand down
Solar eclipse raps played out
But I see you, nigga
You in your light year flow
My buzz don't need you, nigga
It's time to bleed you, nigga
Four bar patterings rhyming all with great white (uh, huh)
Fourth bar, something, something
Then add Daylyt (uh, huh)
Walk right into my K, gun party (uh, huh)
Talk to Lyt, then at Ray, son garbage
Came in this game invincible (I did it)
Created every angle for you niggas to use
My mission show
My vision been in 20/20 ways since ninety-nine
At twenty-five, they saying my overall ninety-nine
Nineteen ninety-nine, when I was nineteen, I probably shot 'bout ninety nines
I Gino Green jacket niggas, nighty-night
I put you DB low, presidential Rollie
Clock got you really looking sleepy ___

You play with the other side
The spirits form you have arrived
There is no turning back
There is no turning back
Uh, there's an old s--