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Firing Back (2smokeyy Corn Remix)
[Intro]
(Did Sin make this? It sounds wavy)
(Yo, 3lack, what the hell man?)

[Verse]
Couple man got left in the past, no lead, then it's hot, but I bust if I see man
Morgan, I was with Freeman
'Til I got snaked by the guy who see man
Rise in his trap
That's how it goes, like most been snaked by his guy while rising his act
Due time, he's firing back
Got plan a smart move, start hiring acts
Could've dealt plus time on field like justice
Man saw food, took that, then stuffed it
Moving disgusting, can't be disgusted
Bro said push, my bad, I shoved it
I'm stuck in the game, I loved it
'Til I saw fake handshakes that it come with
Fake love and fake smiles, just dump it
If I never rapped, man wouldn't come here
I was so low, didn't have my faith
More than broke, flat on my face
I sat in disgrace, how can this be?
Fighting the Devil, but how can he bleed?
Aight, B, I was known to be righteous
'Til I went broke and I sold to the lifeless
The plus in my life just minus
Stuck in my life with a zed then a highness
I was never that guy
Blowed for my sound, now I get some of bagpipes
Sad guy stuck in a bad time
Had to sell shit online, that was magpie
I was in Mecca, birds chirping and surroundings beautiful
But in the UK, I was back in the trap, and that's not suitable
I would change box like cubicle
What I said goes, it was not disputable (It was not)
If I laid all of my problems out, you'd think that I'm tapped, delusional
Now it's no rest days 'til I see best days
Flashlight, X-ray, still live on sex mate
Trapped out, I'm trapped in
Back, now I'm back in
Captain, address me as that, no cappin'
If your energy is off, then I'm dashing, please don't chat to me about real
I've had Gs that I knew for ten plus years, still I cut them off, and that's real (That's facts)
If your energy is off, then I'm dashing, please don't chat to me about real
I've had Gs that I knew for ten plus years, still I cut them off, and that's real (That's facts)
You did this and you did that
But your mum's in her crib full of piss act
Some of you man better fix that
Blame your fate, say it was a mishap
Miss whack, munching on that, but spliffs act
This that, man love talk, that chit chat
Which man living on wristbands came this far in the game like this, fam? (Man)
Aight, B, was on lost in convo, fuck a convo, didn't like to talk
I was thirteen, living up life distraught
'Til I found my Lord, then I cried on floors
And I talked to mum for God knows
You ain't never felt pain quite like yours
I got snakes, I can give you them wildlife tours
It's the same guys that I brang 'round yours
Don't snake, don't rob, don't diss
Three of the rules that a man's gotta list (Why?)
'Cause he had man pissed, I was stuck in the bits
And the feds came quick, I was stuck like shit
How can I catch this prick?
But [?][2:22] kicked in, I don't know about this
Forgiveness, or should I miss?
I ain't seen him since, that saved me the sins
While you was outside tryna catch wines
I was inside flipping [?] cash lines
Man get baptized
Heat on the, you're not matching the gas size
Live in the flesh, they know me as that guy
It was a bag five, now just add ten
Feel my bars, give a fuck 'bout accent
Acting, W, suttin' can't save like Rashford