Don’t Wanna Go Back by Yo Gotti
Released : 2017
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Drumma Boy, Drumma Boy
Yeah
Yuh
I am
I don’t wanna go back
Sellin’ no *** no more
I don’t wanna go back (I don’t wanna go)
Shootin’ them Macs no more (brrt)
I don’t wanna go back (I don’t want to)
But a *** gon’ make me
If I don’t go back
I know the hood gon’ hate me, yeah
I don’t wanna go back (I don’t wanna go back)
Sellin’ no *** no more (Sellin’ no *** no more)
I don’t wanna go back (I don’t wanna go)
Shootin’ them Macs no more (Shootin’ no Macs no more)
I don’t wanna go back (I don’t have to)
But a *** gon’ make me (*** gon’ make me)
If I don’t go back
I know the hood gon’ hate me, yeah
Came a long way
Started from the bottom
Ridgecrest apartments, M&M’s I got ’em
Name duckin’ no problem
Niggas know it so they tryin’ to put the bait on me
How we from the same hood
Watch me make it out, but then you pour hate on me
Shame on you
I was finna put the chain on you
Now I gotta put the aim on you
How your enemies the same, homie
Damn homie
Big homie *** (get the bricks and bust ’em down with you)
War *** a thousand rounds with you
I was wrappin’ bricks and sending pounds with you
Now I’m on TV
Diamonds drippin’, [?]
Deep inside you wanna be me
Federal 3 that *** on repeat
Reach for my chain, [?] (aye)
Feelin’ like Yeezy so I need a cape
Talkin’ bout Kim or talking to [?]
Black [?] on the side of the Wraith
When it come to the bag they know I don’t play
I don’t wanna go back
Sellin’ no *** no more
I don’t wanna go back (I don’t wanna go)
Shootin’ them Macs no more (brrt)
I don’t wanna go back
But a *** gon’ make me
If I don’t go back
I know the hood gon’ hate me, yeah
I don’t wanna go back (I don’t wanna go back, I don’t wanna go back, I don’t wanna go back)
I don’t wanna go back (I don’t wanna go back)
Shootin’ them Macs no more
I don’t wanna go back (I don’t have to)
But a *** gon’ make me (*** gon’ make me)
If I don’t go back
I know the hood gon’ hate me, yeah (gon’ make ’em hate me)
Ain’t gon’ lie
Sometimes I wish I could retire
Wish I didn’t have to tote the fire
I wish my name wasn’t always in the news
I can’t go no where without the tools
If you go against me you gon’ lose (lose)
Me and all the deals close every day
I barely made it outta school
*** credit, cash rules
Be like tell youngsta calm down
Put the guns down but I kinda feel ’em
You will never understand
You ain’t from the hood, niggas tryin’ to *** ’em
I tryin’ to put my youngin’ on the chart
They trying to trick my youngin’ out of spite
You tryin’ to cop a Benz off the lot
I’m tryin’ to pull up in my own yacht
I got different dreams, different goals
We in different brackets, we got different hoes too
I don’t [?] supposed to
Spread rumors, that’s what hoes do
I was sick and tired, sick and tired of sellin’ ***
If I have it my way I’m never goin’ back
I [?]
Fell in love with fast money and the strap
I don’t wanna go back
Sellin’ no *** no more
I don’t wanna go back (I don’t wanna go)
Shootin’ them Macs no more (brrt)
I don’t wanna go back (I don’t want to)
But a *** gon’ make me
If I don’t go back
I know the hood gon’ hate me, yeah
I don’t wanna go back (I don’t wanna go back)
Sellin’ no *** no more (Sellin’ no *** no more)
I don’t wanna go back (I don’t wanna go)
Shootin’ them Macs no more (Shootin’ no Macs no more)
I don’t wanna go back (I don’t have to)
But a *** gon’ make me (*** gon’ make me)
If I don’t go back
I know the hood gon’ hate me, yeah
Yeah
I’ma make ’em hate me
*** it
They already hate me
*** it
I’ma make ’em hate me
○ Top to “Yo Gotti” Songs
● “Rake It Up”
[ Quotable ]
I made love to a *** (***) first I had to tip her (phrrr)
20 thousand ones (woo) she said I’m that *** (I am)
I said, “I’m that ***, ***, I already know it” (I know it)
I come with bad weather (ksh) they say I’m a storm (ayy)
● Down in the DM
[Quotable]
I seen your girl post her BM
So I hit her in her DM
All eyes, yeah I see ’em
Yeah, that’s your man? I’d hate to be him (whoop)
It goes down in the DM (it go down)
● “Doin 2 Much”
[ Quotable ]
All on my Instagram tryna spazz out, you be doin’ too much
Wanna screenshot while we FaceTime, you be doin’ too much
Got me on speakerphone ’round your friends
Ho you really doin’ too much
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