[Intro]

Yeahhh … a(haha) …real talk nigga (o.k)… 

King shit right here nigga (dat‘s right)…Grand hustle right here nigga (dat‘s right)…

You don’t like it steer clear nigga… Zone one Bankhead nigga (Center Hill)

Diss what they waitin’ on… IT’S DA KING BITCH



[Verse 1]

Sacks on my draw show

Walkin’ through the mall blow

20 30 racks yeah I’ll hav dat also

Further mo niggas cant see me like waldo

Yall so sick in the head if u even thought so 

I’m nine years in it six of which I been all flow

Tryin’ T.I suicide like it’s car door

I’m gettin’ big bread homie only getting’ small dough 

I’m all dat and u ain’t even all more

Hoes say I got the big head  cause a big dick

Don’t believe if I say it go and ask his bitch (she’ll tell it)

Say she never seen stacks this thick a king of oneself

Outfits to match his kicks

Streetcred up to here

And swag trough the roof

Go Google Clifford Harris if yo ass need poof

Plague allegiance the swag

No, I don’t mean to brag but I do

And u just mad cause it’s true  

 

[Chorus]

Welcome back to the trap and back to the grind

I’m back on my hustle with an illmacular shine

Welcome back to the trap and back to the street 

Homie right after I’m released see me right back with the heat

Welcome back to the trap and back to the grind

I’m back on my hustle with an illmacular shine

Welcome back to the trap I’m back on my shit

Diss da shit dat you missing come get right back on my dick



[Verse 2]

All they do is motive these rappers I can procreate 

No debate, thinking it was over for me yo mistake

Vokas  pay very close attention to what brokers say

Notice they way beneath my level they suppose to hate

Over they, heads so high flow by lil guy couldn’t reach if he try no lie

And I’m, so fly with no feathers, parachute, or propellers grab it is so jealous 

Care if clown wanna see me fall down (no fellas)

What does history tell us? By now u should know better

Spell my name with the same 4 letters 

I’ma raim forever better get a umbrella nigga

I suggest you respect my grind must follow one rule let T.I. shine 

And I’m, never leaving you just have to adapt 

Right now let me welcome you back to the trap



[Chorus]

Welcome back to the trap and back to the grind

I’m back on my hustle with an illmacular shine

Welcome back to the trap and back to the street 

Homie right after I’m released see me right back with the heat

Welcome back to the trap and back to the grind

I’m back on my hustle with an illmacular shine

Welcome back to the trap I’m back on my shit

Diss da shit dat you missing come get right back on my dick (A welcome back to the trap!!!)