Can’t Go Back

Lyrics

[Intro] (G, I think we got one) [Verse 1: Burna Bandz] Yeah, thinkin' 'bout that shit I been through See my dawg, no blood in his body, that's 'cause he a clear crystal Crodie did that time, he kept it solid, 'cause he a real nigga If I don't got that switch then you know I'ma finger fuck the trigger All I hang around is hitters All I hang around is dealers Told her I can't change, mama said, "If it ain't broke, don't fix it" Crodie got that range, he come through your block and he ain't missin' Niggas jump ships, now they sinkin' All these pints, yeah, I'ma sip it Just to stay up off my feelings Like, what's the point of being at the top if I can't bring my niggas? I know my youngin', he gon' blow up, seen him grow since he was little Bet not play both sides 'cause we won't play no monkey in the middle Pookie had that dog food, he gon' bring it to that kennel She suck me up 'cause she know I'm about to blow up like a fucking missile Shawty got a mean mouth so you know that I can't kiss her Bet' not let no range and how that pack will put him on a shitter I'll be damned if I'm eatin' and my brothers missin' dinner [Chorus: Burna Bandz] I can't go back how I used to be I can't go back how I used to be Can't go back how I used to be Nowadays, fuck a bag up on some jewelry Fuck a bag up on some jewels Know they wanna see me lose I can't leave without the tool If I did, I will be screwed Kill the rumour when we shoot Breaking news when we shoot Yeah, we rock the camera crew I was trappin' in my Goose I was trappin' noon-to-noon [Verse 2: NorthSideBenji] Yeah, I was trappin' out the hallways 'til the lights get faded I'ma slide up on her hands, this shit was drug related They tried to treat me like a solider, I ain't like the place Now I put 50 on a dozer, make 'em bite the paper This is not like last year, I'm turnin' up to the top speed NATO .556's for the niggas tryna knock me Never duck a problem, we just duckin' paparazzi Fuck if he my mans, we might step on him if he sloppy Fuck it Fuck if he my mans, we might step on him if he loose I can see the stick in his new Canadian Goose I can feel the 6ix in my veins, it's runnin' blue Plug just hit me, six in the air, it's comin' through Hanging with the sticks out the van, nothin' to lose Glizzy with the switch like a tran', fill up the coupe Heard it's fentanyl now Wanna lose and you approve [Chorus: Burna Bandz] I can't go back how I used to be I can't go back how I used to be Can't go back how I used to be Nowadays, fuck a bag up on some jewelry Fuck a bag up on some jewels Know they wanna see me lose I can't leave without the tool If I did, I will be screwed Kill the rumour when we shoot Breaking news when we shoot Yeah, we rock the camera crew I was trappin' in my Goose I was trappin' noon-to-noon