Big K.R.I.T. - Never Go Back lyrics

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Big K.R.I.T. - Never Go Back lyrics

Neva go back, neva go back, yeah, yeah Sometimes I wish I was a kid again, Running with my friends and them, up and down the street Waiting on the bell to ring, riding on the school bus, drawing on the seats On the phone all night with the girl I like that she claims she's freak It's straight I would neva go back, I could neva go back, but it would be cool to see Rise and shine, get up off my a** and mash for cash No time to procrastinate Yeah, I'd rather drink a 40 but they have to wait I ride a bucket it's kinda of rusty but I blast the base On the road again for the prods we in The block used to be sunny but they snowed it in Now the junkie scrape change for the dollar menu That's what he said, but the rock is what he really into Gave him a dollar anyway, cause who knows Maybe the dope boy baby needs some new clothes Could we all going through it, no matter how you view it Slice it, cut it, bring it back or screw it Hot as ever been but I'm cooling it ah They see never works on my window, down Not worry, kids will reset the days, reminiscence good lord While I used to run in places sometimes Sometimes I wish I was a kid again, Running with my friends and them, up and down the street Waiting on the bell to ring, riding on the school bus, drawing on the seats On the phone all night with the girl I Like and she claims she a freak It's straight I would neva go back, I could neva go back, but it would be cool to see Grab my... on the go, cooking in the kitchen something good for my soul G.I. Joes on all on her living room floor It seems like yesterday, but she pa**ed so long a go, good heavens I wanna go to church but ain't no good reverends She probably frowing on me now cause I know better But I push on, searching for some cush on To pay the bills and the responsibilities that I diss on Not a pot to piss in a tree to piss on, the devil come around too much I'm hollar get going But it's hard to get off when you can't get on I put my life on this wax, nobody listons (listens) So I cruise, me and just my blues Looking at the world through my broken rear view Not worry, cause I pray for better days, reminiscence good lord how I used to run in places sometimes Sometimes I wish I was a kid again, Running with my friends and them, up and down the street Waiting on the bell to ring, riding on the school bus, drawing on the seats And the phone I like with the girl I like that she claims she's free It's straight I would neva go back, I could neva go back, but it would be cool to see It's living outside in her garden My brother, his son and his daughter The Rap game before I was stealing Back when Pac and Biggie where living [Voice] Ohhh it be cool to go back But now where were at No more regrets I'm waiting on what's next I wish I was a kid again, Running with my friends and them, up and down the street Waiting on the bell to ring, riding on the school bus, drawing on the seats On the phone all night with the girl I like that she claims she's free It's straight I would neva go back, I could neva go back, but it would be cool to see.

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