I Cant Go Back

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Elidadon1

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Silence keeps clouding me, and I'm alone, and I, I, I
You are underneath the silence
I got up out my body, bout a bitch and I can't go back
I probably hit it once and make the groupie bitch a throwback
You can tell I'm leaning off the juice the way I talk right now
I'm busting off the nigga head I ever catch him out of bounds
Do not disturb this phone, you catch me, I'm blowing you off
I grew up in the slums, you never ever had it hard
I got homies in the grave, remember we was playing ball
I got homies in the cage, I heard that they was playing soft
You got money, I got money, baby, what's the fuckin' issue
I get deep inside my thoughts and think like, damn, how the f*ck I miss you
I get deep inside my thoughts and think like, damn, how I wanna kiss you
I get deep inside my thoughts and think like, damn, why the f*ck I ain't kill you
I ain't done with all these niggas, it ain't over, it won't never stop
You got hitters, I got hitters, huh, mine gon' spin the block
F*ck on me and f*ck on you, that's a fuckin' thot
Feel like Nardo wick inside this bitch, that's a fuckin knock
Drop a bag on top of his head and tell my youngin' have the safe
I got money now, tell my niggas I can fuckin' play
Got it on my own and by myself, get out the fuckin' way
Only rockin' new designer, gotta BOA then hit up Nate
I got money now, she on my body, it will never stop
Need a zip of za, I need that money where we are
We make that money on a daily, f*ck the white bitch, name was Hailey
I'm from Baltimore, they rave me, call me son, but you ain't raised me
Bitch, I got it out the pavement, tell these bitches for the pay me
We got money now, Toat a hundred rounds, I tell them lay it down
Give it up, we don't get no f*ck, we let that chopper bust
It was us against the world and they ain't even really f*ck with us
Me against the world, I'm on my own, by myself
They ain't fuckin' with my music, try to put me on a shelf
They ain't messin' with my music, try to put me on a shelf
I'm not reaching out my hand, y'all never ever gave me help
Never ever gave me help, never ever wanted it
I'm so player, call my bitch in front my bitch
You ain't never starve inside the morning
Went to sleep and you was hungry
Had a bitch and she was horny, so I feed her dick
You ain't never had to load a clip and hit a lick
So why you talk about it? I want the bitches wide-bodied
I want the bitches wide-bodied
Places where you dream about it
Watch a nigga kill somebody
Like them, I'm only seven
Watch a nigga catch a homie
On god
I got up out my body, but a bitch and I won't go back
I got up out my body, but a bitch and I won't go back
I got up out my body, but a bitch and I won't go back

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