No Going Back (feat. Holloman & Big Tim)

Ay yo

Back on my flex shit ****

Here I go

Champagne bottles with ice on the 9th floor

Success so close I can taste it, I'm headed for it

I don't have to prepare for something I'm all ready for

Red carpets with foreign doors it's over due of course

You can keep the boujee women and models

I want my vision like Picasso

Paint a picture so vivid you can see it with your eyes closed

My light was dimming at 15 I'm 25 and now my life is like a light show

Hit my baby with the right strokes to her calm her down

She rub my head it boost my ego

I'm out the door I need the c note

Gotta make the dough like Mama Mia

They wanna humble me my confidence is peaking

Mad me because you're under me

Ain't no way I'm going back

Man that shit is funny to me

I'm just trying to get a bag

Yea that's funny to me

Ain't no way I'm going back

Ain't no way I'm going back

When I say stop you stop

Go

There ain't no room at the top

Views from the box

Liquor on the rocks

Lick 'er till it drips

Rocking slow with the hips

I'ma get mine when it's my time

I'ma get mine

Eh'hm

When it's my time

Yes sir

Yea, Yea, Yea, Yea, Yea, Yea

Big Tim

Ain't no going back to the old shit, cause now I'm having more shit

Bunch of **** doubted me, but now my pockets bloated

They think I don't notice

The shade they be throwing

But I don't feel the hate while in the Dead Sea floating

I did that, and took a pic

Told the **** look at this

And I ain't talking bank accounts, when I say I'm living rich

Lavish life I'm living it

Always making memories

Time is a currency I'm loving how I'm spending it

Always do expensive shit

Yeah I'm talking cash now

Tell a broke **** move cause I'm a cash cow

All the wheels be fast now

Hit the bank and spaz out

They watch me like a movie so I face the crowd and take a bow

The garbage I'ma take it out

We all know these **** trash

I'm blowing up in life and left that sucker shit in the past

I be chasing peanut bags

Know it makes these **** mad

They still ask for pictures so I tell em please use the flash

Ain't no way I'm going back

I'm just trying to get a bag

Ain't no way I'm going back

Ain't no way I'm going back

When I say stop you stop

Go

There ain't no room at the top

Views from the box

Liquor on the rocks

Lick 'er till it drips

Rocking slow with the hips

I'ma get mine when it's my time

I'ma get mine when it's my time

Yea, Yea, Yea, Yea, Yea, Yea