[Chorus: Malachi]
Back on the grind
Back on my toes
When they let me out I’m gone
I’ve been down for too long
But now I’m coming home
Better than I was before
I said I’m back on the grind
Back on my toes
When they let me out I’m gone
I’ve been down for too long
But now I’m coming home
Better than I was before
Before I was gone

[Verse 1: Kevin Gates]
Back like I never went
Back to my residence
Exit out the drought
Southside - I’m the president
Breadwinner mafia don’t like it
We eatin' up
Need an encyclopedia mean
I’m reading can’t read enough
Made a fire extinguisher
Squeeze in front of the media
When the carbon spark
They talk as if they swallowing helium
Used to drop whitey, cook beige
I’s a lunatic - went from watching movies
With floosies to eating tuna fish
Lust for thoughts masturbating
Stainless steel shitter
Lotta jailhouse visits
Buying barker shower slippers
I was taught, Lord Jesus
That prayer change things
All I gotta do it believe
And watch thangs change
And that’s when the game changed
I got caught up in the wrap around
AK 47 fifty shots out the wrap around
Type of shit I rap about
Everythang I live and did
Fresh up out the clink
Screamin HUH - put that on the rib
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