Smoke DZA - Backyard (Remix) lyrics

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Smoke DZA - Backyard (Remix) lyrics

(Verse: Travi$ Scott) Gonna grab that 5th, grab that 8th Got what ya need, blow that dope, don't get 2 high From the Third Coast to the West Coast, come take this ride Let me tell the tale of how God turned Scott Over one lost trip to the sky Let me tell the tale cuz ya threw the tail When ya said I could make it this high Who knew?! Goddammit who knew?! The gra** ain't greener on the otha side, it's just blue Ya can really identify when ya looking in yo eyes Ya ready to ride, that's true When they look in my eyes, they see that roll How Scotty entired that juice, had my back against that wall Erry summer felt so cold, my dad ain't coming home till fall That's why my pimp game so moist Had that durag & all, had a twenty year ol' b**ch in high school Wasn't no telling what Travy might do, on the south side of that HOU Hold up, let's take it back to that room, no car but still had drop Just a hundred n***as standing outside Life's a beach wit lot of sand on the lot I'mma ride for all of my n***as, they foreva here by my side It was just 8 n***as in a two bedroom No leg room, that was last June, yeah yeah (Pre-Hook) Yeah, yeah, for real f**k what they talking bout They ain't talking bout me, n***a Let it be known, yeah, it's that real Yeah yeah for real, for real f**k what they talking bout If they ain't talking bout We them n***as everybody talking bout It's that real, yeah, for real (Hook x2) Backyard, we chilling Backyard, we drinking, smoking Hommie brought out the liquor Backyard, we getting high Back Backyard, we chilling Back Backyard, we smoking, drinking Back Backyard, we getting high (Verse 2: Smoke DZA) I'm alright, no response from me, doin' good, they be tight You tight, you is nice But I luv a hater, well, at least it means I'm doin' somethin' right I'm just chain smoking loud like it's nobody's business On the beach out on Venice I never sh*t on anything I invented You n***as finish, I'm just started, charted Now you already broken hearted, retarded, I'm flawless I'm tryna live enormous, regardless, f**k you for my son an daughter You piece of garbage, what's all this? You all p**s! Me? I channel the energy, absorb it, f**k what you call it It's cold, I just do what I do, n***a, be a man! Spend a day up in my shoes, who knew? Like who knew? Lil homie be a bigger man than you? Fo' real! You dick eat while em sh*ts creek, like fo' real Now you crispy, I'm like miss me, like fo' real f**k the answers, I'm a man first, f**k the deal Uh, like fo' real You dick eat while em sh*ts creek, like fo' real You crispy, I'm like miss me, like fo' real f**k the answers, I'm a man first, f**k the deal f**k the deal, n***a (Hook x2) Backyard, we chilling Backyard, we drinking, smoking Hommie brought out the liquor Backyard, we getting high Back Backyard, we chilling Back Backyard, we smoking, drinking Back Backyard, we getting high

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