Never Going Back

I had to make a motherfucking
Song for the real niggas.
I had to make a motherfucking
Song for the bad hoes.
I had to make a motherfucking
Song for the hustlers.
Every night bagging up crack,
Selling that dope.

I had to make a motherfucking
Song for the real niggas.
I had to make a motherfucking
Song for the bad hoes.
I had to make a motherfucking
Song for the hustlers.
Every night bagging up crack,
Selling that dope.

See lately I just ditch
Dash quick cash I've been on, uh.
How they gonna try to
Say where I belong?
See the shit I go through
Made me write a song.
If she shake her ass to it
I might wanna bone.
Old people,
New favors try to hit my phone.
Why they wanna tell
Me all the things they want?
Man, I don't give a fuck,
I did it all alone, whoa.
And I ain't never going back.
See I used to be a broke boy,
Now I gets paid.
Yeah she call me master
Like a nigga sensei.
I spend a couple hundred
Like every ten days.
Every motherfucker nigga
Try to flip the script, ayy.
Family turn their back on me,
Man I'm not amazed.
Already know what's gonna happen when
I make a change.
To take the pain
Away on the strip I'm making bank.
And shorty wanna strip for me
So I make it rain, whoa.
I got my cup like a barber.
I throw it at somebody's daughter.
And they underground and I'm Carter.
So I sip a bottle of the water.
And shorty think good and jamama.
But it ain't no pancakes behind her.
And she a freak like Rihanna.
And I ain't never going back.

I had to make a motherfucking
Song for the real niggas.
I had to make a motherfucking
Song for the bad hoes.
I had to make a motherfucking
Song for the hustlers.
Every night bagging up crack,
Selling that dope.

I had to make a motherfucking
Song for the real niggas.
I had to make a motherfucking
Song for the bad hoes.
I had to make a motherfucking
Song for the hustlers.
Every night bagging up crack,
Selling that dope.

See lately I just ditch
Dash quick cash I've been on, uh.
How they gonna try to
Say where I belong?
See the shit I go through
Made me write a song.
If she shake her ass to it
I might wanna bone.
Old people,
New favors try to hit my phone.
Why they wanna tell
Me all the things they want?
Man, I don't give a fuck,
I did it all alone, whoa.
And I ain't never going back.
I got a shorty,
Not Hawaiian, looking like Moana, uh.
Smoke clouds by my
Face but it's not a comet, uh.
5D even can't see where
I'm coming from.
Two grams in the Dutch,
Three in the other one.
Life wasn't good for niggas
Like me coming up.
Nigga slang ball,
Hit the block with the double up.
A whole bunch of fiends
Just made a couple bucks.
A whole bunch of lean,
Got two double cups.
I got the lean in my system.
I got the weed in my system.
I got the Percs in my system.
And it got me in my feelings.
To my two babies,
I miss you.
I've been just chasing this money.
I've been just chasing this money.
Now all of them people
They call me for all the things
That they want from me.
And I ain't never going back.

I had to make a motherfucking
Song for the real niggas.
I had to make a motherfucking
Song for the bad hoes.
I had to make a motherfucking
Song for the hustlers.
Every night bagging up crack,
Selling that dope.

I had to make a motherfucking
Song for the real niggas.
I had to make a motherfucking
Song for the bad hoes.
I had to make a motherfucking
Song for the hustlers.
Every night bagging up crack,
Selling that dope.

See lately I just ditch
Dash quick cash I've been on, uh.
How they gonna try to
Say where I belong?
See the shit I go through
Made me write a song.
If she shake her ass to it
I might wanna bone.
Old people,
New favors try to hit my phone.
Why they wanna tell
Me all the things they want?
Man, I don't give a fuck,
I did it all alone, whoa.
And I ain't never going back.
Hitman