Ibz is Back
You can say he's in his bag
He ain't got no time to slack
Its the return of the Man
Its the return of the Man
Ibz is Back
You can say he's in his bag
He ain't got no time to slack
Its the return of the Man
Its the return of the Man
I don't wanna waste no bands
Im chasing grands, tryna hold these figures
Lately i feel like the man
I stuck to the plan, never reconsidered
You say your bags big, mines bigger
I've been that Jigga from when i rocked Kickers
She wished that she would of considered
Now every post that i make is a trigger
Them boys just talk on the net
I feel like Joel and Ellie cos i hate them Clickers
I stay rent free in their head
See all the tekk, man can't be evicted. Nahh.
All these track that i drop are hot
So i roll with the Burns like Smithers
I'm feeling like Markieff Morris, Why?
Cos my bro still play with the clippers
I'm tryna unfold this story
Its gory, Nothing like Balamory
No guts, No glory
This shawty kinda fine like Dory
Or should i say fine like Nemo
Straight to the cash like Cayo Perico
I'm in my bag. Tranquillo.
Bro got shots on the line like free throws
YEAH
And i spent my life as a black sheep
Tables turned, now i feel like a GOAT
Now all the bars come clean
I'm Captain Price cos i roll with the Soap
I got faith in these bars that i wrote in these notes
Its a matter of time till i blow
Who Knows.