Can't Go Back
And I can't go back
I can't go
I can't go back, yeah, yeah
I can't go back, yeah, yeah, uh
And I can't go back
Shit I gotta do
Held thoughts for this track uh, uh, yeah
I bought you hella bags
I'm saving hella racks
And I'm lagging on your track uh, uh, yeah
Came from nothing, facts
She said I'm a mac
Homies mob in Cadillacs, yeah
We met up at the trap
I can't go back
I can't go back, yeah, yeah, uh
And I can't go back to the fields, nah
Real talk, I just need something real, uh, yeah
New block, just got a new view so what's the deal dawg
Real talk show me some real, that's how I feel, love
I remember being broke grinding in the fields, uh
Can you keep it real with me
I got you how you got me and you gave me chills how you moving that body
I buy you hella bags, yeah, why you acting
And she be hella mad cause I'm too bad, yeah
Life is feeling fast
So I roll grass, huh
All your friends badder, they just wanna
Smoke all my pot
Yeah I work a lot
Yeah you shop a lot
They will shoot your dawgs
Gun in the box
Norteños and Sureños hit the spot
They see the homie, they go gra gra gra, uh
And I can't go back
Shit I gotta do
Held thoughts for this track uh, uh, yeah
I bought you hella bags
I'm saving hella racks
And I'm lagging on your track uh, uh, yeah
Came from nothing, facts
She said I'm a mac
Homies mob in Cadillacs, yeah
We met up at the trap
I can't go back
I can't go back, yeah, yeah, uh
My homies came up from the mud
So to us it's kinda hard to trust
I'm brown so y'all paint me a thug
My sound though, came from where I live and I'm from
Hit the ground 'cause they don't play around with guns
Forget you after I'm stoned off the blunt
I hope you keep it real with us
Like girl you're looking fine, uh, uh
You got me floating, helium, uh, uh
While I'm out wasting my time with 'em
I ain't even wanna smoke that much
I ain't even wanna smoke that much
And I can't go back
Shit I gotta do
Held thoughts for this track uh, uh, yeah
I bought you hella bags
I'm saving hella racks
And I'm lagging on your track uh, uh, yeah
Came from nothing, facts
She said I'm a mac
Homies mob in Cadillacs, yeah
We met up at the trap
I can't go back
I can't go back, yeah, yeah, uh
I can't go back
Yeah I can't go back
I can't go
I can't go back, yeah, yeah
I can't go back, yeah, yeah, uh
And I can't go back
Shit I gotta do
Held thoughts for this track uh, uh, yeah
I bought you hella bags
I'm saving hella racks
And I'm lagging on your track uh, uh, yeah
Came from nothing, facts
She said I'm a mac
Homies mob in Cadillacs, yeah
We met up at the trap
I can't go back
I can't go back, yeah, yeah, uh
And I can't go back to the fields, nah
Real talk, I just need something real, uh, yeah
New block, just got a new view so what's the deal dawg
Real talk show me some real, that's how I feel, love
I remember being broke grinding in the fields, uh
Can you keep it real with me
I got you how you got me and you gave me chills how you moving that body
I buy you hella bags, yeah, why you acting
And she be hella mad cause I'm too bad, yeah
Life is feeling fast
So I roll grass, huh
All your friends badder, they just wanna
Smoke all my pot
Yeah I work a lot
Yeah you shop a lot
They will shoot your dawgs
Gun in the box
Norteños and Sureños hit the spot
They see the homie, they go gra gra gra, uh
And I can't go back
Shit I gotta do
Held thoughts for this track uh, uh, yeah
I bought you hella bags
I'm saving hella racks
And I'm lagging on your track uh, uh, yeah
Came from nothing, facts
She said I'm a mac
Homies mob in Cadillacs, yeah
We met up at the trap
I can't go back
I can't go back, yeah, yeah, uh
My homies came up from the mud
So to us it's kinda hard to trust
I'm brown so y'all paint me a thug
My sound though, came from where I live and I'm from
Hit the ground 'cause they don't play around with guns
Forget you after I'm stoned off the blunt
I hope you keep it real with us
Like girl you're looking fine, uh, uh
You got me floating, helium, uh, uh
While I'm out wasting my time with 'em
I ain't even wanna smoke that much
I ain't even wanna smoke that much
And I can't go back
Shit I gotta do
Held thoughts for this track uh, uh, yeah
I bought you hella bags
I'm saving hella racks
And I'm lagging on your track uh, uh, yeah
Came from nothing, facts
She said I'm a mac
Homies mob in Cadillacs, yeah
We met up at the trap
I can't go back
I can't go back, yeah, yeah, uh
I can't go back
Yeah I can't go back
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Writer(s): Adolfo Ramirez
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