Lyrics

Go back rewind Go back rewind Go back rewind Go back rewind Go back rewind Go back rewind Go back rewind Go back rewind Don't call me twin Cause you not really my twin Manifesting all of my wins Money pour in like it's rain All of my bitches a 10 God sorry all for my sins Praying I get on my wings So I can take a quick spin Stacking my money like bins Building my world like it's sims Yeah yeah i'm loaded Got all this guap in my pocket they folded Been number 1 in this bitch I didn't know it I could do everything money man poet Feel like i'm Messi in this bitch yeah I hold it You stealing shit from us you know that you owe it You thought that was stupid you thought we won't notice Give me my flowers yeah give me my roses You'll be on top you been there at my lowest Yeah Go back rewind Go back rewind Go back rewind Go back rewind Go back rewind Go back rewind Go back rewind Go back rewind I'm feeling great this week We made a hit yesterday Tryna find balance in this lil baby yeah Can't have the yin with no yang I need a different escape Maybe the spliff gon' help Just for today You can phone me anytime I'm just staying back on my grind I hope you staying true That's all I can do I just need to redirect my time I just need to reconnect with slime PB$ we the best no lie It's way too late to rewind Go back rewind Go back rewind Go back rewind Go back rewind Go back rewind Go back rewind Go back rewind Go back rewind
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