Goin’ Back Caskey

[Intro]
Oh shit
I'm goin' back

[Verse 1]
Yeah, it's back to my grind, then back to Cali, smoke the Maui
Got no wings, just roll through the valley
Seen many faces but they don't know about me, on a divine paper chase
Got a girl up in [?], Seminole County where I stay at
Then you can fuck a man to that Maybach in my driveway
Driving intoxicated, the highway
Couple compadres, smoke a devil sitting sideways
Catch me on the scuffle for violations, your muzzle get misplaced
Like the pistol [?] was in a maze, I'm goin'

[Bridge 1]
I'm goin' back
To the grind site, calculations say that the time's right
My imagination stay with the limelight
I don't crime fight, do the latter, add to the quota
Police know me by the scent of odor, stay getting colder

[Verse 2]
I'm a entrepreneur of sorts, balling, I ain't new to this sport
Married to the game, soon to divorce
That Mary Jane [?] store, new imports
From overseas, kept my shoe in the court, looking north
Pray to God that he blessing me
Mama say the weed make a lesser me
I keep saying how it's key to the recipe
I'd never be one of these lames that fantasize
Boy, they kill it, dog, taking they light, so for the night, I'm just