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Jaime Meline
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Torbitt Schwartz
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Hugh Anthony Allison
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Leon Kelly
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Songtexte
81 miles to the hour down road (Uh, uh, uh)
Never looked back, never ever went slow
Never look back, heard 'em say that before
Never look back, never stare at a ghost
BK air in the summertime choke (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Ain't shit fly but the drones, oh no (Ayy, ayy, ayy)
Low on the smokes, grab another pack, go
Pops smoked too when playing piano
Pops, I'm you, it's funny how that go
Mom, you too, I never could drink slow
Never look back, heard 'em say that before
Sound like the type of advice I'd ignore
Funny how time feel off tick tock
You thinking deaths beat it drop a clock shot
Never smoke sad, I heard that's a thought
Got 44 bucks on the smoke, whatchu got?
Got my mind on a mission on the road to perdition
The crime and the grind, I'll admit it, I'm wit' it
Must've suckle up crime for my mama right titty
'Cause if dollars made cents, no question she was with it
She was queen-dependent, independent, when I was a kiddy
Uncle Luke don't stop, get it-get it, Magic City
Mama told me never give a nigga my plug
Then she told me never give these bitches my love
Still 'til this day, bruh, I'm missing my girl
Still 'til this day, I'm perfectin' my thug
Daddy told me never give a honey my money
Had to ask daddy, "Did that include mommy?"
Made dollar, made cents, made money-money-money
Got a wife built like a Playboy bunny
Fucked up, but I kept her 'cause I keep it one hunnid
Made a mil, that's for real, ain't a damn thing funny
Ne-never look back
Never look back
Never look back
Never look back
So here's the play, you can't go forward and you can't go back
The past, the present, the future, all irrelevant
The only thing that matters is latitude
Gratitude is everything, time is nothing
'81 when I moved to the county where the kings is
Walk past St. James place where the king lived
Think quick, never saw class, a delinquent
Now I get cash for the beats and the sync ships
Smart ass kid with a mean lip
Mom said J gonna speak, better mean it (Deepness)
Now I'm on fleek as a preset
I don't wear a leash in the least but I'm beasting
Never look back, you will only get bitter
If you get bitter, you will never get better
Never get better, then you never get bigger
Never get bigger then you never make cheddar
Tell the truth, fella, you were never really special
You were just a lame nigga with a hit record
Your time came and it changed like the weather
Run The Jewels, motherfucker, we still forever
Ne-never look back
Never look back
Never look back
Never look back
N-n-never, n-never, never look back
N-n-never, n-never, never look back
Never-n-never-n-n-never look back
Never-n-n-n-never, never look back
Writer(s): Michael Santigo Render, Jaime Meline, Torbitt Castleman Schwartz, Wilder Zoby Schwartz, Hugh Anthony Allison
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