BACK ON MY BULLSHIT

Ryan Oakes

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  • Andrew Migliore

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    Ryan Oakes (BMI - 70.00%), Andrew Migliore (ASCAP - 30.00%) / Position Music Publishing (ASCAP - 15.00%), No Love For The Middle Child Music (ASCAP - 15.00%), Ryan Oakes Publishing Designee (BMI - 70.00%)

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"Any nigga, any nigga been throwin’ shade
Or hatin’ in the last three years, fuck ‘em
Yeah, we shittin’ on you right now
We ain’t givin’ no passes, yeah you pussy
Bang, ha, bang
Niggas still got the same car from my trilla album, what

This summer I’m only ridin’ in convertibles son
I’m signed to MMG money, murder and guns
Rick Ross was official, I knew him a long time
‘Cause he took off his shades just so he can look in my eye
Back with the remix, heard you back in the precinct
Quit yappin’, you ain’t packin’ a mean grip
Automatic with 3 clips
You rap with no reason
Stacked with some mean chips
I spend a rack on a clean whip
I get it back with a key flip
Get some grams bagged and we saran wrap
‘Em, my man, you don’t have to believe it
Married the queen chick
She be keepin’ her king lit
I be grabbin’ her cleavage
Clappin’ up leaches
When they ratchet, unleashes
I blast from the pieces
Leave you paraplegic
We’re done, I make speed ships
‘Bout it, ‘bout it
Master P but you get defeated with the mafia like the three-six
The kingpin have an actual reason to stop you maggots from breathin’
No casa fire, how it’s pacifier
Fire arms, fire chromes when you rappers exceeded
Trappin’ and eatin’
Got ‘em back on the defense, I be havin’ ‘em speechless
Fire flashin’, got ‘em aggy, feelin’ shots but I gotta see it

This time I ain’t playing fair
I’mma take what’s mine
I want more money, more pot, goddamn
Nigga, it’s about that time
I’m back on my bullshit
I’m back on my bullshit
I said I’m back on my bullshit
I’m back on my bullshit, hey

Met Pap in ’96, fresh off the bus
Residue in my raps from holdin’ dust
I didn’t wanna, case I made her touch her toes
We touchin’ money but really, who touch the most
We on the corner with my slugs poppin’ wheelies
We never run ‘cause we know who run the city
She on the train just to let us run the train
Who do the body, I’mma give that boy a chain
Hustler, I got it tatted on my neck
20 deal Presidents tatted cross my chest
Pro tools, now they say that boy the best
Tells us what you know ‘cause you don’t get no respect
I pass it Papoose out on a fast break
Her pussy can never be better than what’s in my ashtray
Bang, biggest
Her pussy can never be better than what’s in my ashtray

This time I ain’t playing fair
I’mma take what’s mine
I want more money, more pot, goddamn
Nigga, it’s about that time
I’m back on my bullshit
I’m back on my bullshit
I said I’m back on my bullshit
I’m back on my bullshit, hey

Ayo, Pap remember when we met at the five deadly venoms photoshoot
Like yo, ain’t no five deadly venoms nigga
We the future of the rap game
Future of the culture
We the biggest
We shook hands then, homie
Seen it in your eyes then, nigga, let’s go"

End Title Credit Info:
"Back On My Bullshit"
Written By Ryan Oakes/Andrew Migliore
Performed By Ryan Oakes
Courtesy Of Ryan Oakes

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"Back On My Bullshit"
Artist - Ryan Oakes
Written By Ryan Oakes (BMI - 70.00%), Andrew Migliore (ASCAP - 30.00%)
Published By Position Music Publishing (ASCAP - 15.00%), No Love For The Middle Child Music (ASCAP - 15.00%), Ryan Oakes Publishing Designee (BMI - 70.00%)
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