Run It Back lyrics
by TiyGangAce
[Verse 1]
Got a passion for this sh*t I put my heart up in it
And it's long live Tank we TTA, same n*ggas I started with it
I tried my best to be the greatest and a good father figure
I'm losing my mind thinking 'bout blood all the time
Don't know how my father did it
See I got demons in my head
Sometimes I pray they go away
Momma said the way I'm living
I'm too stashed away from the grave
'Fore I let these n*ggas take me going out blowing fully drac
Just pray for me and hold yo head
I promise sh*t gon be okay
[Chorus]
Searching for the opps
Get a lo' then we bendin'
That lil hoe said shе love me
But I don't know might be prеtendin'
She just wanna ride the wave
We on road to the richest
My bro just called my phone
Saying "Grind, ain't got time for these b*tches "
'Fore I walk out the house
Stuff my Glock wit' extensions
This way my cards was dealt
But all I know we stand on business
When I be off the drugs
Can''t lie I'm feeling different
Soon as we scope the drop
Walk up and don't shoot from a distance
[Verse 2]
I'm with the same n*ggas
We in the car four deep, four gen, four chops
Lil n*gga, my gang different
Told lil bro 'fore he hop out
Blow that switch
Make sure he aim wit' it
He said "Brother I got you, gon' kill these n*ggas"
He vile, he ain't missing
Told that b*tch if she wanna be part of the five
Then she better play her part
Found out the girl was a hoe
I know I'm gangster
But that sh*t hurt my heart
Nothing I gain from that
Sad to say I'm glad we grew apart
f*ck that I'm done with love
It's safe to say 'cause that sh*t left me scarred
[Pre-Chrous]
f*ck it I'm done with love
She done left me wit' plenty wounds
Told her go hit the streets
'Fore I let that hoe come pick and choose
Just know them table turns
That get back be so critcal
Prolly go f*ck her friend
And I'm tryna make sure it stick wit' you
[Chorus]
Searching for the opps
Get a lo' then we bendin'
That lil hoe said she love me
But I don't know might be pretendin'
She just wanna ride the wave
We on road to the richest
My bro just called my phone
Saying "Grind, ain't got time for these b*tches "
'Fore I walk out the house
Stuff my Glock wit' extensions
This way my cards was dealt
But all I know we stand on business
When I be off the drugs
Can't lie I'm feeling different
Soon as we scope the drop
Walk up and don't shoot from a distance