On my son ain't no room for that motion
Too complicated for the rules that you wrote then
Stuck around after my heart got broken
I'm with you but I cannot deal with the commotion
Backhanded

Shame on me, I need you to notice me now
When we speak it's like, God, turn our poetry down, huh
The thermostat off, you a couple stats off
From being too nonchalant, the type of proper that is hot
The type of chopper that I copped to piss all your brothers off
This communication, huh, congratulations, huh
What's the matter baby, that's a whole lot of paper
Coming in, you should grab it, thank God we made it
I'm back south with them boys, now they aggravated
Keep on flexing all I know is you ain't see Jamaica, uh
Boy pull up on you with that tick-tick, baby
We ain't popping over here, this is
Ten years in the making like baby
I thought about you throughout all the silence and now I'm glad we made it out
Show me now what's love's about, talk so much better move your mouth
Favorite one to hold me down, can't explain why I feel so loud

On my son ain't no room for that motion
Too complicated for the rules that you wrote then
Stuck around after my heart got broken
I'm with you but I cannot deal with the commotion
Backhanded

A backhanded story
I'm back and it's opened
I'm back and it's huh
A backhanded, huh
A backhanded, huh
Huh

Learned a lot of lessons down, watched my old ones grow
Still the Sun in his eyes, finna be hard to let it go
On my cousins, on my mama, on my daddy and they kids
Better hope I wake up and move exactly how they did, hey
Learned a lot of lessons down, watched my old ones grow
Still the Sun in his eyes, finna be hard to let it go
On my cousins, on my mama, on my daddy and they kids
Better hope I wake up and move exactly how they did, hey