No Turning Back

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No Turning Back

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[Chorus] People told me slow my roll I'm screamin' out "fuck that" I'm gon' do just what I want And there ain't no turnin' back People told me slow my roll I'm screamin' out "fuck that" I'm gon' do just what I want And- and ain't no turnin' back People told me slow my roll I'm screamin' out "fuck that" I'm gon' do just what I want And there ain't no turnin' back People told me slow my roll I'm screamin' out "fuck that" I'm gon' do just what I want And- and ain't no turnin' back [Verse 1] Say I smoke too much? Then I'm 'bout to smoke more green Say I drink too much? Then I'm 'bout to sip more, that's just me You tellin' me what to do it ain't gonna work I guarantee So just sit back, I don't need all that, boss, unless you payin' me I've been this way every day so long that I lost some memory My mind's kinda gone but I'm waitin' along but I guess that's meant to be So I sip on a swig [?] the green then I dip up out the scene If you get what I get, you unlock the zip, but you know just what I need – high! Obscene when I'm lifted clean on the gifted reef [?] get like lean In NB, yeah, that's my city, animosity what I been getting You betting on the wrong one, see, if you thinkin' I'm gonna fall you flee Honestly no armory can protect you from your own damn greed I'm never sleep, no matter what time of the day that it be At night we creep, [?] wonder what [?] I'm packin' that piece I love the street, so much that I must use it to speak Use it to speed, the getaway fast from my past grief [Chorus] People told me slow my roll I'm screamin' out "fuck that" I'm gon' do just what I want And there ain't no turnin' back People told me slow my roll I'm screamin' out "fuck that" I'm gon' do just what I want And- and ain't no turnin' back People told me slow my roll I'm screamin' out "fuck that" I'm gon' do just what I want And there ain't no turnin' back People told me slow my roll I'm screamin' out "fuck that" I'm gon' do just what I want And- and ain't no turnin' back [Verse 2] All I ever wanted Was a little bit more money Ain't seen a damn thang but a little more pain And the scenery where I be So I think, wonder what about the bank I can get the money safe that it is calling me Got a pocket full of murder that I bought for me And I mean cautiously, honestly Back in the day didn't worry 'bout a thing But now that jealousy and bills I gotta pay At least I'm getting paid for the music that I make So it isn't the old days like a bedroom, gray Throw it in their face when I see 'em eye to eye When I'm in a perfect place, another love to hate First album out, I'ma hustle 'bout 'bout to get 'em with the second and I love they faith [?] me 'bout the devil shit, plus feelin' so rebellious Intelligence is relevant, will get to be a ghost Had to be a feelin' when I fed 'em in the kitchen Can't nobody catch a kid and they can feel it when I blow Throwin' out the body and I'm torchin' up a shotty Gettin' back in the jelabi and the party, get to poppin' Get it poppin' like a bottle of Bacardi, get to [?] Like a ?party with a body in it?, then I hit the road I'm so sick with it, witness it Venomous hiss, spit it wickedest It's the beakin' and bickerin' Only get you hit quicker than All them bitches they pimpin' 'em Simple, I'm not that simpleton Stick 'em all up and I tell 'em to give me it Earned my respect, give a fuck if they feelin' it [Chorus] People told me slow my roll I'm screamin' out "fuck that" I'm gon' do just what I want And there ain't no turnin' back People told me slow my roll I'm screamin' out "fuck that" I'm gon' do just what I want And- and ain't no turnin' back People told me slow my roll I'm screamin' out "fuck that" I'm gon' do just what I want And there ain't no turnin' back People told me slow my roll I'm screamin' out "fuck that" I'm gon' do just what I want And- and ain't no turnin' back

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