Back On Your Mind

[Hook] Right back on your mind That's forever no that's never gonna die Right back on your mind, back on your mind I stay on my grind That's forever no that's never gonna die I stay on my grind, I stay on my grind [Verse 1: IamSu!] Back on your mind I love the cash and I say that all the time I been on my G, since Lil Wayne put out 500 Degreez You want a show bro you gonna have to pay me Don't need a whip until I get my money You know that's all I believe We in this bitch I swear to god we won't leave I love my squad love my team Don't love these hoes but I'm in love with the pink Sometimes I sit back and think Why everybody know me when I walk in the bank And this still ain't a game Never scared of you niggas and we still ain't afraid Cause we still around the bay They can hate if they want but we don't care what they say Cause I'm [Hook] [Verse 2: Skipper] Yep, got my gang in this bitch Stick to the fundamentals that I learned in the Rich Oh, and you know Imma shine Heart Breakers we be the gang I rep that shit all the time Yeah, and I'm bringing it back Got bitches getting submissive up the Hennessy Black The Picasso of Rap Suzy played me a banger and I said that's a wrap Yep, I'm that nigga with juice Take her back to the crib that bitch know just what to do I'm pulling up out the lot in something missing a roof They tell that it's impossible I'm living the proof I'm keeping them cookies rolling like a michelin do Bare leg got your bitch getting loose Haters saying it ain't fair now they calling it truce On the grind all the time make her do what it do Oh, Skipper [Hook] [Verse 3: Kool John] I threw a party and I'm selling it out It ain't about money then I make her reroute You talking rap I'm the best of them out My cash is getting straighter like I measured it out I heard your bitch was a dick pleaser I make her knees crumble like bread pieces The Uber picking us up, my flow is super deluxe Got stupid kicks like I'm chuck And I'm fresh off tour with a bitch by the shore All the liquor get em poured up You smell the weed in my pours And I'm fucking all the whores in the party And it's going up A rap stars version of the black card Jumped so many hurdles could have been a track star Fucking around in my BMW With Su and P, with 3 old dubs (Yee!) [Hook]