Frankie’s Back lyrics

[Verse 1: Potter Payper]
I was 16 when I got nicked for a shooting
Olders put me on the strip before you knew it as grooming
Every time I came home I tried find me a crack house
Or a 8-ball of sniff 'cause everybody was tooting
And everybody round here's in gangs or recruiting
Or gangster reforming, nobodies saluting
Been exposed to this sh*t so long it made me a mutant
In my factory set diamonds and my Bezels are fluted
2 piece and my 9, that's suited and booted
I got boxes on the floor, did we lеave? Are we moving?
I'vе been a G by myself, it's scientifically proven
I know love is just a word, I know pain's an illusion
Please don't tell me 'bout your problems if you don't want solutions
I treat rap like the trap so they're calling me ruthless
Please don't tell me 'bout no waps 'cause I'm buying 'em toothless
Frankie with the 4 eyes, now he thinks he's Frank Lucas

[Verse 2: Potter Payper]
White Ash certified from my own boutique
If they ask, tell the truth, I never sold you weed
I'm a hustler by nature, it's my whole routine
I wake up and go get it, what the f*ck do you mean?
What the f*ck I look like? I can rap and I can cook white
Read and I book write
And I'm in the rap game moving like I'm Suge White
You remember me we had a good fight
f*ck a hook, where I got a hook knife
Since I was on my push bike
Stuck on the road I never looked twice
What you talkin' 'bout? we're the wise guys
The good guys, I was flying packs before I took flights
I treat businesses like bouj lines
She like hood vibes, she got tan lines
f*ck her ten times in the same night
Barely get her name right
Why they call him Broad Day? He do it in the daylight
Stuck that pus*y up against the wall like the train times