Travis Scott (Travi$ Scott) - Way Back lyrics

[Intro: Kid Cudi] Woah, yeah boy Woah, yeah boy Woah, yeah boy Don't wet no more [Hook: Travis Scott] I need fake n***as to get way back James Harden with the range on me n***a way back Homie start switchin' lanes, I thought we went way back (Wooo) I can't get no rest (we in the house) I fall asleep with a Tec (rack) Stashin' all the pills in my desk (rack) Wearin' every chain on my neck (we in the house) (come on) I can't get no rest (come on) I ride around with a Tec (champ) Stashin' all the pills in my desk (champ) Wearin' every chain on my neck (go crazy on 'em) [Verse 1: Travis Scott] Woah, wait It's summer time, why they tryna throw shade? All these wins I can never gold state (yeah) UFC I'm tapping to my old ways (alright) I'm addressing sh** like I'm on ways Showed ya love, ain't show it back in OK Like the girl that she go both ways Dropped the Rodeo, I dodged a bull like olé Hopped in the Bronco, skrrt off like OJ (yeah) Flew with that sound, n***a, got that Coldplay I be (yeah) makin' mils, made it to our hobbies (it's lit!) Don't bring that to the crib, keep that in the lobbies You never seen the city unless you land at Hobby I'm so loaded off the pills, so don't ever try me So if you see me solo dolo, you know what that mean [Hook: Travis Scott] I need fake n***as to get way back (way back) James Harden with the range on me n***a way back Homie start switchin' lanes, I thought we went way back Whew I can't get no rest(we in the house) I fall asleep with a Tec (rack) If I take a sip, take the rest (rack) Wearin' every chain on my neck (we in the house) I can't get no rest (come on) I ride around with a Tec (champ) Stashin' all the pills in my desk (champ) Wearin' every chain on my neck (go crazy on 'em) (We in the house) [Bridge: Travis Scott] Look boy, don't believe what's on your TV Look boy, don't you sit close to your TV Look boy, seeing is believing Look boy, look boy (yeah) [Verse 2: Travis Scott] Would it be unlawful (yeah) To spend a Sunday morning in a brothel And share pics from the camera But they'll be quick to turn that into a scandal I'm down in the meadows Slidin' down the waterfall, creep to the ghetto Need my Rio de Janeiro And I'm swimmin' out that b**h Michael Phelps with the medals So visit me (yeah) I just built a castle deep (yeah-yeah) In them trees (yeah) That's how I get them backwoods free (yeah-yeah) This right here some savagery (yeah-yeah) Bend it back from me (yeah-yeah) Way-way back for me (yeah-yeah) Way-way back for me Way-way back for me Way-way back for me Way-way back for me [Outro: Kid Cudi] Woah-ohhh-ohhhh-woah