Artist: Lil B Album: The Hunchback of BasedGod (Mixtape) Song: Back of the Mayback Typed by: AZ Lyrics They still tryna front, oh let me clear my throat real quick man They still tryna front, you know what I'm saying Drive slow my mind feel like it's moving blow The drugs make me die quicker than I ever know You be acting like I wouldn't blow Moving like an actor trying to score some coke Memories in music, that's all I know Keep pushing the corner, half a million on the corner home I'm just talking about that fly shit You all alone, niggas trying to fire niggas Build a couple jobs, we be hiring niggas Big moth on the wall, I'm a fly nigga (Pow) Put you suckers in the air, you a fly nigga I believe I can fly, believe you can die nigga Best believe the only money on the other side Can't duck and hide (Naw) Based who wants war, I want peace I'm not ashamed to say that Riding around San Jose in the back of the Maybach I'm still going to Stockton, catch me on the corner Sit back and relax, nigga Imma... I'm a stoner, I said I'm a stoner Shout out to Berkeley telegraph Shout out to San Francisco the mission Yeah I'm on the mission street in San Francisco living my life Then I hit up Berkeley telegraph to spice it up Then you might catch me at Fremont on the low I'm talking about low (Yeah) Hunchback of BasedGod