Chord Yo Gotti - Don't Wanna Go Back (Lyrics)
Intro
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Drumma Boy, Drumma Boy
Yeah
Yuh
I am
Hook/Chorus
I don’t wanna go back
Selling no crack no more
I don’t wanna go back “I don’t wanna go”
Shooting them Macs no more “brrt”
I don’t wanna go back “I don’t want to”
But a n---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”
Selling no crack no more “Selling no crack no more”
I don’t wanna go back “I don’t wanna go”
Shooting them Macs no more “Shooting no Macs no more”
I don’t wanna go back “I don’t have to”
But a n---a gon’ make me “n---a gon’ make me”
If I don’t go back
I know the hood gon’ hate me, yeah
Verse 1
Came a long way
Started from the bottom
Ridgecrest apartments, M&M’s I got ’em
Name ducking no problem
N----s know it so they trying 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
D--n homie
Big homie s--t “get the bricks and bust ’em down with you”
War s--t a thousand rounds with you
I was wrapping bricks and sending pounds with you
Now I’m on TV
Diamonds dripping, (?)
Deep inside you wanna be me
Federal 3 that s--t on repeat
Reach for my chain, (?) “aye”
Feeling like Yeezy so I need a cape
Talking bout Kim or talking to (?)
Black (?) on the side of the Wraith
When it come to the bag they know I don’t play
Hook/Chorus
I don’t wanna go back
Selling no crack no more
I don’t wanna go back “I don’t wanna go”
Shooting them Macs no more “brrt”
I don’t wanna go back
But a n---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”
Shooting them Macs no more
I don’t wanna go back “I don’t have to”
But a n---a gon’ make me “n---a gon’ make me”
If I don’t go back
I know the hood gon’ hate me, yeah “gon’ make ’em hate me”
Verse 2
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
F--k 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, n----s trying to kill ’em
I trying to put my younging on the chart
They trying to trick my younging out of spite
You trying to cop a Benz off the lot
I’m trying 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 selling crack
If I have it my way I’m never going back
I (?)
Fell in love with fast money and the strap
Hook/Chorus
I don’t wanna go back
Selling no crack no more
I don’t wanna go back “I don’t wanna go”
Shooting them Macs no more “brrt”
I don’t wanna go back “I don’t want to”
But a n---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”
Selling no crack no more “Selling no crack no more”
I don’t wanna go back “I don’t wanna go”
Shooting them Macs no more “Shooting no Macs no more”
I don’t wanna go back “I don’t have to”
But a n---a gon’ make me “n---a gon’ make me”
If I don’t go back
I know the hood gon’ hate me, yeah
Outro
Yeah
I’ma make ’em hate me
F--k it
They already hate me
F--k it
I’ma make ’em hate me