Testo I Can't Take It Back - YoungBoy Never Broke Again
Testo della canzone I Can't Take It Back (YoungBoy Never Broke Again), tratta dall'album Sincerely, Kentrell
(Pipe that shit up, TnT)
I take everything offensive (Haze), get mad over anything
Now I'm trippin', I think I drunk too much lean
Before it's time for night for the calling
I will not recall it, I won't remember anything
Shit I said before, I can't take that back
I don't want no cutlass, no, real gangsters drive that Cadillac
Shyne, I need some clear diamonds, boy, I see some clouds in that
These slimes, they tryna kill 'bout me, tryna chill, so I ain't call 'em back
Give you my lean, better drink all of that, yeah
Soon as I flash you, just break down and get another pass
Young nigga went under with ten Ms, I need another bag
Tryna be pierced top, young nigga, go find some gems
Hold on, tryna pop his shit 'bout Top, gon' pop soon as I see him
Ooh, tell me if you got me
I ain't been Maybach riding, it's in LA, I don't drive it
We don't go to the L'Auberge while we on Highland
You wanna go in, make sure you call before the night end
It came in like a Powerball, Powerball, oh
I admit, it caught me slippin'
I admit, I wasn't prepared for how your love came hit me
Now you got me, but around, feel I should still tote my glizzy
Salt Lake City covered up in snow with my apparel on
Old ways and just might settle with a stand-off
Let's see who draw the fastest, I ain't going down
Quick man drawin' on Madden, it's a fast ball
Shit I said before, I can't take that back
I don't want no cutlass, no, real gangsters drive that Cadillac
Shyne, I need some clear diamonds, boy, I see some clouds in that
These slimes, they tryna kill 'bout me, tryna chill, so I ain't call 'em back
Give you my lean, better drink all of that, yeah
Soon as I flash you, just break down and get another pass
Young nigga went under with ten Ms, I need another bag
Tryna be pierced top, young nigga, go find some gems
Hold on, tryna pop his shit 'bout Top, gon' pop soon as I see him
I ain't changing shit on my car, I'ma ride on factory rims
Go A to Z on one tour bus, I ain't flying on Lears
Real 38 baby on certain occasions, young nigga earned him seven kills
I say fuck 'em if they hate me, but speakin' on cases get you drilled
D Dawg coming home next year
I wake up and take one pill
Ain't turn down since I signed my deal
Ain't shown love since Dump got killed
Ride that Rolls and lift the front, I got killers on my rear
I got loss sittin' on my brain, feel like I've been here for years
Tryna do better for my girl, feel like my heart made of steel
Three million for my children a piece, that's my goal for this year
Told myself one million dollars, but I did that last year
Young nigga still riding 'round with them choppers 'bout some shit from last year
Shit I said before, I can't take that back
I don't want no Cutlass, no, real gangsters drive that Cadillac
Shyne, I need some clear diamonds, boy, I see some clouds in that
These slimes, they tryna kill 'bout me, tryna chill, so I ain't call 'em back
Give you my lean, better drink all of that, yeah
Soon as I flash you, just break down and get another pass
Young nigga went under with ten Ms, I need another bag
Tryna be pierced top, young nigga, go find some gems
Hold on, tryna pop his shit 'bout Top, gon' pop soon as I see him
Credits
Writer(s): Brian Mitchell, Jason Goldberg, Kentrell Gaulden, Thomas Horton, Ethan Hayes
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