Deo.v - On My Way Back

{Chorus}
I'm on my way back, to the place I made stacks
Coming from the bottom where they don’t really live that
Out on the road, it's a long way back
Don't do the cold, where the Florida streets at?

{Verse 1}
Started with a hundred grams
Now I got a hundred bands
Bad bitches in the club, always say they know the dance
Thick lil’ mama, show some love, or forget your mans
And we get paid in full, always up in advance
On the real, money stacking (?...) like a tree
Coming back to the city, dad made me
Realest in the room, who got the keys?
Yeah we do fly shit, but never pay a fee
Yeah, yeah
We got it like that
How you say you with it, but ain't got it like that?
Imma count to ten, still your shirt ain't plaid
Rock designer shit, and we mix it all black, yeah
Now we here, where you at?
Didn't think I'd make it, look who running to the back
'Was a tough decision, see who did it, all bad
I was built for this, while you reaching for a rack

{Bridge}
On my way back, to the place I made stacks
Coming from the bottom where they don't really live that
Out on the road, -long way back
Don't do the cold, where the Florida- yeah yeah

{Verse 2}
We building up to last
House a hundred K, sound, count it, all cash
Maxing out the whip, now we got a full dash
Never switching lanes, so I keep it on gas
All this green for me
(?...) breaking bread, we do it as a team
Always make some room for the money next week
It’s a power play, with no limit for the p

{Chorus}
I’m on my way back, to the place I made stacks
Coming from the bottom where they don't really live that
Out on the road, it’s a long way back
Don't do the cold, where the Florida streets at?