WaY BaCK Songtext
von Cantrell
WaY BaCK Songtext
I come down and I swerve
I come down feel like Earl Price
Rising up like my serve nice
I go down to my girl like
Can′t no fame make my wrongs rights
Humble pie by the slice, no
APC brought us faded glory
This the Ford Taurus
This the Acura sitting on 18s on Mercedes 20s
Where they dead nigga come and take it from em
If you feeling froggy
I was leap years ahead of anything that could've took me under
Where we went unconvinced you ain′t been
Later in for paying dues
Prime time on my shit
Let me vent
Wake em up never snooze
Out of sight, out of mind
Homicides, pray you never make the news
Pray we making better moves
Tell em something they never knew
Take it way back, way back
Way back, way back
Lil Steve with the wave cap
Or the braids back
Way back, way back
Way back before the deal
Way back before the shine
Way back before the glow
Way back before the climb
Way back before the moves
Way back before the ride
Way back, way back, way back
Obstacles are optical illusions
They ain't really there
But jump high anyway
Jump high just in case
I'm Deion making plays
Fuck the code, we cracked the safe
If it ain′t there, make a way
Southern bred, no Roll Tide making waves
But dudes will pay to bring the flames
And run the maze and come out clean
You don′t know the half I seen
They hopped the pot and came out cream
Momma worked her wrists to serve the fiends
Family business, I flipped the kitchen to a
Place to give my deepest feelings to em
And being with it, you get evicted nigga
Brick by brick, I built this building nigga
They can't act like they don′t hear me now
I break the mold, you probably fear me huh
Break the bread, we're toasting winning
Don′t you sip the blood if you ain't really with it boy
Ain′t nothing change
Still got a hundred dreams in my name
Still got battle wounds in my pain
Still tryna find my way through this thing
Take it way back, way back
Way back, way back
Lil Steve with the wave cap
Or the braids back
Way back, way back
Way back before the deal
Way back before the shine
Way back before the glow
Way back before the climb
Way back before the moves
Way back before the ride
Way back, way back, way back
I come down feel like Earl Price
Rising up like my serve nice
I go down to my girl like
Can′t no fame make my wrongs rights
Humble pie by the slice, no
APC brought us faded glory
This the Ford Taurus
This the Acura sitting on 18s on Mercedes 20s
Where they dead nigga come and take it from em
If you feeling froggy
I was leap years ahead of anything that could've took me under
Where we went unconvinced you ain′t been
Later in for paying dues
Prime time on my shit
Let me vent
Wake em up never snooze
Out of sight, out of mind
Homicides, pray you never make the news
Pray we making better moves
Tell em something they never knew
Take it way back, way back
Way back, way back
Lil Steve with the wave cap
Or the braids back
Way back, way back
Way back before the deal
Way back before the shine
Way back before the glow
Way back before the climb
Way back before the moves
Way back before the ride
Way back, way back, way back
Obstacles are optical illusions
They ain't really there
But jump high anyway
Jump high just in case
I'm Deion making plays
Fuck the code, we cracked the safe
If it ain′t there, make a way
Southern bred, no Roll Tide making waves
But dudes will pay to bring the flames
And run the maze and come out clean
You don′t know the half I seen
They hopped the pot and came out cream
Momma worked her wrists to serve the fiends
Family business, I flipped the kitchen to a
Place to give my deepest feelings to em
And being with it, you get evicted nigga
Brick by brick, I built this building nigga
They can't act like they don′t hear me now
I break the mold, you probably fear me huh
Break the bread, we're toasting winning
Don′t you sip the blood if you ain't really with it boy
Ain′t nothing change
Still got a hundred dreams in my name
Still got battle wounds in my pain
Still tryna find my way through this thing
Take it way back, way back
Way back, way back
Lil Steve with the wave cap
Or the braids back
Way back, way back
Way back before the deal
Way back before the shine
Way back before the glow
Way back before the climb
Way back before the moves
Way back before the ride
Way back, way back, way back
Writer(s): Jaylein Cantrell, Inconnu Compositeur Auteur Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

