GOING BACK Lyrics

Know I throw a four woah woah

Outside with my bro woah woah oh

Did it on my own right

Know I throw a four

Outside with my bro

But I started this alone

Did it on my own right

Know the world get cold

This shit getting old

I need peace just for my soul

Grindin' like my whole life

How the hell you paid nigga? You ain't get your bro right

I cannot exchange with you, you ain't see them cold nights

Switchin' why I hate bitches, they cant stay ten toes

I'm rocking with the same niggas, I'm out with my bros I

When you on that road

Feelings don't uphold

So I had to let you go

Just to let you know why

This bitch got me blown

I might get her gone

Get another like a clone

'Cause that's the way life goes right?

I can't trust her no, and I put my folks on that

Know I hit your phone but lowkey I hope you don't call back

On this road alone, tell me what you know 'bout that

Sorry Mama, when I get that label check I'm blowin' that

Once I get that label check I'm blowin' that

Once it's up it's stuck, lil nigga you know it's that

Baby girl I done glowed up I know you noticed that

Baby girl you made your choice, no ain't no going back

Who you know run up a million straight out the crib, and acting like they never did

Who you know did this shit twice and then did it again, and still tryna do it again

Who you know runnin' it up at the first of the month, and doubling up by the end

Niggas wont sacrifice shit in the way that I did, 'cause niggas ain't in for the win

I got my talents from God, perfected 'em all and now I'm just showing 'em off

They wasn't worried 'bout me till I got off the leash, like how you ain't know I'm a dog

Niggas ain't big in the street, you is not into beef, I cannot be worried 'bout yall

I'm like fuck this industry if they don't fuck with me, and really that's just what I'm on

I'm at the back door, totin' this mac though

I got to stack for all of my kin

I'm with a bad hoe, runnin' it back though

Don't got no backbone, niggas is bitch

Think 'bout the last hoe, she in the past though

Shorty got passed on, now I'm the shit

Niggas so cap though, fuck with the raps though

Nigga I'm past blown up in this bitch

They askin' me why I keep talking that shit

'Cause they and believe when my mom and them did

I'm on the big screen ballin' again

That's probably why ole girl callin' again

They just tryna get in my pockets again

I promise that that's never rockin' again

No more new friends I ain't rockin' with them

I really got tired of talking to them

You niggas is lame

Yeah, You niggas is lame

Did this on my own

Did this on my own

Yeah