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| Yo Gotti - Don't Wanna Go Back | Lyrics |


***Yo Gotti***
Listen to this track...
Drumma Boy, Drumma Boy...
Yeah...
Yuh...
I am...


***Yo Gotti***
I don't wanna go back...
Sellin' no crack 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 nigga 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 crack no more (Sellin' no crack 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 nigga gon' make me (nigga gon' make me)
If I don't go back...
I know the hood gon' hate me, yeah...


***Yo Gotti***
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 shit (get the bricks and bust 'em down with you)
War shit 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 shit 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...


***Yo Gotti***
I don't wanna go back...
Sellin' no crack 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 nigga 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 nigga gon' make me (nigga gon' make me)
If I don't go back...
I know the hood gon' hate me, yeah (gon' make 'em hate me)


***Yo Gotti***
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...
Fuck 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 kill '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' crack...
If I have it my way I'm never goin' back...
I hate a disloyal nigga and a rat...
Fell in love with fast money and the strap...


***Yo Gotti***
I don't wanna go back...
Sellin' no crack 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 nigga 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 crack no more (Sellin' no crack 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 nigga gon' make me (nigga gon' make me)
If I don't go back...
I know the hood gon' hate me, yeah...


***Yo Gotti***
Yeah...
I'ma make 'em hate me...
Fuck it...
They already hate me...
Fuck it...
I'ma make 'em hate me...

| Yo Gotti - Don't Wanna Go Back | Lyrics |
"Don't Wanna Go Back Lyrics"
Sing: Yo Gotti
Song: Don't Wanna Go Back
Album: I Still Am
Released: 2017

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