Knives in my back, bitches (in my back)
I´m coming back, bitches (coming back)
Knives in my back can´t keep me on my track, snitches
Knives in my back, bitches

I´m coming back for bitches
Knives in my back can´t keep me on my track, snitches

Sometimes I´m wrong, sometimes I´m not
Mostly I´m not, show me what you got
I´ll break it down, tell you all the facts
If you don´t like, I don´t care about it (´bout it)
I´ll bring you motherfucking raw
I don´t care if you bitches don´t applaud

But I´m still sensitive
(But I don´t give a fuck though, okay ? Fuck you, fuck you, fuck you !)
Wait, I´m not ready

I still got these knives in my back, bitches (in my back)

I´m coming back, bitches (coming back)
Knives in my back can´t keep me on my track, snitches
Knives in my back, bitches (in my back)
I´m coming back for bitches (coming back)
Yish ! I´m combing back for snitches

Now they all be like "Damn, man you changed when you got struck by the fame"
If you´re thinking like that, please don´t talk to me ever again, everyone´s lame
Get your insecurity out of my lane
You and me are far from being the same
I ain´t playin´ no fucking game
Just scarred this shit right on my chest
And it ain´t a test, bitch, I am blessed
Just utilize the world I possess
I got a lot that I wouldn´t miss

I´m just doin´ my fucking best
I´m just doin´ my fucking best
But I still feel like a mess
Even though I still progress
But I still feel like

I´m too sensitive
I´m too sensitive
Blu (*crying*)
Blu (*crying*)