Frankie's Back

I was 16 when I got nicked for a shooting

Olders put me on the strip before you knew it as grooming

Every time I came home I'd try find me a crack house

Or a 8-ball of sniff 'cause everybody was tooting

And everybody 'round here is in gangs or recruiting

Or gang star reforming, nobody saluting

Been exposed to this shit so long it made me a mutant

In my factory set diamonds and my bezels are fluted

Two piece and my nine that's suited and booted

I got boxes on the floor, did we leave or we moving

I've been a G by myself, it's scientifically proven

I know love is just a word, I know pain's an illusion

Please don't tell me about your problems if you don't want solutions

I treat rap like the trap so they're calling me ruthless

Please don't tell me about no waps 'cause I'm buying them toothless

Frankie with the four eyes now he thinks he's Frank Lucas

White ash certified from my own boutique

If they ask, tell the truth, I never sold you weed

I'm a hustler by nature, it's my whole routine

I wake up and go get it, what the fuck you mean

What the fuck I look like, I can rap and I can cook white

Read and I book write and I'm in the rap game moving like I'm Suge White

You remember me, we had a good fight

Fuck a hook, boy I got a hook knife

Since I was on my push bike

Stuck on the road I never looked twice

What you talking 'bout, we're the wise guys, the good guys

I was flying packs before I took flight

I treat business like bouj lines

She like hood vibes, she got tan lines

Fuck her ten times in the same night

Barely get her name right

Why they call him broad day

Do it in the day light

Stuck that pussy up against the wall like the train times