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Yeah
Yeah yeah
Are we on?
Check
Let's get it, Taylor Made
Yeah

They tried to tell me, "Eagle why you laying low?"
Then they told me, "You ain't, you ain't rocking shows"
Then they told me "You went silent on these hoes"
f**k em'

Tell 'em, tell 'em b*t*h I'm back (Ay-ya-ya-ya)
I lost my job, I got a new one, tell the boss "b*t*h I'm back" (Ay-ya-ya-ya)
Run up on my ex and tell her, tell her, "b*t*h I'm back" (Ay-ya-ya-ya)
Left the crib 'bout 7:30, tell the neighbours "b*t*h I'm back" (Ay-ya-ya-ya)
Dropped down charts, climbed back up, tell these rappers "b*t*h I'm back"

Yeah
These n***as gassin' too much, they need to come down to earth
When I'm not smoking these rappers, I'll prolly be smoking some purp
Came in the game and I polished it
Only perform when the cheque's been deposited
These rappers drive round around in rented whips, and then somehow think it's an accomplishment (Switch it up)
f**ked around and got hella famous
n***as be looking for hella favours
If you knew how many celebrity women were on my d**k you'd be devastated
Yeah, I know why you mad
Tell all your n***as to tell all they n***as that Eagle is back

b*t*h I'm back (Ay-ya-ya-ya)
I lost my job, I got a new one, tell the boss "b*t*h I'm back" (Ay-ya-ya-ya)
Run up on my ex and tell her, tell her, "b*t*h I'm back" (Ay-ya-ya-ya)
Left the crib 'bout 7:30, tell the neighbours "b*t*h I'm back" (Ay-ya-ya-ya)
Dropped down charts, climbed back up, tell these rappers "b*t*h I'm back" (Ay-ya-ya-ya)
b*t*h I'm back (Ay-ya-ya-ya)
b*t*h I'm back

Back, dead or alive
Put me on top of your five
Favourite rappers and if I'm the bottom, you know that they trippin' you know that they lyin' (You know that they lyin')
You know that they killin' the vibe (You know that they killin' the vibe)
I know that you feel it inside, yeah
Hit the club they bump my old sh*t
Heard that I'm back they like "Oh sh*t!" (Yeah)
Started all on a TV show, f**ked around got a promotion (Yeah)
Since Eagle got famous she snapping my pictures
I pray to God she don't post 'em
Now that they riding my wave, you know that these n***as gon' drown in the ocean (Switch it up)
Why my family tryna pressure me n***a
Tryna tell me that this new life affecting me n***a
Yeah they told me that a hitta gotta eat, and a hitta gotta sleep
But they know I'm never resting my n***a
Where were you, when the cheques blank?
When I had no gas in my tank
When I had no fans, now a n***a on
So I give a f**k what you think

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