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