Backyard (Explicit)

Lyrics by：Jacques Webster/Joshua Scruggs/Ozan Yildirim/Mike Dean/Gwen Gordy Fuqua/Marvin Gaye/Sandra Elaine Greene

Composed by：Jacques Webster/Joshua Scruggs/Ozan Yildirim/Mike Dean/Gwen Gordy Fuqua/Marvin Gaye/Sandra Elaine Greene

Produced by：Syk Sense/OZ/Mike Dean #MWA

Aight play the ****

Yuh yuh yuh

Gon' grab that fifth grab that eighth grab what you need

Blow that d**e don't get too high

From the Third Coast to the West Coast come take this ride

Let me tell the tale of how Jacques turned Scott

Over one lost trip to the sky

Let me tell the tale 'cause you told the tale

When you said I could make it this high

Who knew

Goddammit who knew

The grass ain't greener on the other side it's just blue

You can really identify when you lookin' in your eyes

You ready to ride that's true

When they look in my eyes they see that real

How Scotty entired that juice had my back against that wall

Every summer felt so cold my daddy ain't comin' home 'til Fall

That's why my pimp game so moist had that du-rag and all

Had a 20-year-old ***** in high school

Wasn't no tellin' what Travy might do

On the south side of that H-O-U

Hol' up let's take it back to that room no car but still had drive

Just a hundred niggas standin' outside

Life's a beach with lot of sand on the lot

I'ma ride for all of my niggas they forever here by my side

It was just eight niggas in a two bedroom

No legroom that was last June yeah yeah for real

Yeah yeah for real

**** what they talkin' 'bout if they ain't talkin' 'bout me nigga

Let it be known yeah it's that real yeah yeah for real for real

**** what they talkin' 'bout if they ain't talkin' 'bout

We them niggas everybody talkin' 'bout it's that real yeah for real

Backyard we chillin' backyard we drinkin' smokin'

Homie brought out the liquor backyard we gettin' high

Back-backyard we chillin' back-backyard we smokin' drinkin'

Back-backyard we gettin' high

Backyard we chillin' backyard we drinkin' smokin'

Homie brought out the liquor backyard we gettin' high

Back-backyard we chillin' back-backyard we smokin' drinkin'

Back-backyard we gettin' high

Verses one day you'll find your purpose

Now my show's packed out like churches

Fans never missin' out a word on the verses

Never sit around just workin' it was worth it

That's for certain I deserve it

Lord knows we don't get tired been through more dirt than a derby

Mama worked for AT&T and we still ain't get that service

She stayed in/out the hospital you know that made me nervous

Still step out the house to smell so fresh fresh like detergent

If a ***** don't want me don't need them still got my Jergens

And ***** you can keep them herpes go alert me

No house light on cop light on **** this journey

You heard me you heard me now swervin' hittin' curbs

And my nigga my nigga came home so it just got real

Yeah yeah for real

**** what they talkin' 'bout if they ain't talkin' 'bout me nigga

Let it be known yeah it's that real yeah yeah for real for real

**** what they talkin' 'bout if they ain't talkin' 'bout

We them niggas everybody talkin' 'bout it's that real yeah for real

Backyard we chillin' backyard we drinkin' smokin'

Homie brought out the liquor backyard we gettin' high

Back-backyard we chillin' back-backyard we smokin' drinkin'

Back-backyard we gettin' high

Backyard we chillin' backyard we drinkin' smokin'

Homie brought out the liquor backyard we gettin' high

Back-backyard we chillin' back-backyard we smokin' drinkin'

Back-backyard we gettin' high