NEVER LOOK BACK Lyrics

Yeah

Everything true

Just me, my truth, and the booth

Straight from the soul (ugh)

Designer Mafia

Kwab Dollas

El Dinero in this Motherfucka

Remember days up in the Honda

Remember days up in Lefrak

I was young and hustling

I was outside tryna flip a pack

We taking trips over seas

We ballin 100 degrees

I was tryna break the money counter

Make that shit jump a trapeze (yeah)

Count up the money

Thumb through them racks

Was serving out the trunk

I had to run up a sack

Count up the money

Thumb through them racks

Came a long way from the trap

And i aint never look back

Remember shoes they was converse

Now they commes des garcon

I swear i put a lot of pain in this shit

I swear ya feel it in my bones

I do this shit for the squad

Put designer mafia on my back

Imma lift up my brothers

I aint gon let them slip through the cracks

We gettin a whole lotta mula

You know that theres P to be sold

Water my wrist like fiji ice is getting too cold

Pull up back into the city

You know imma flex on these hoes

Whole lotta game to be told

But they rather have it be sold

Pin stripes on me imma yankee

Mets logo pin it on the map

Water faucets was jankey

In unit washer like whats that

Skippin laps if you touch my pace

There will be a fucking cardiac

Stand tall on my own

When nobody else gonna have my back

I'm catching flights this season

No i can't be catching feelings.

Like that old song by Roddy imma ball every season

Show me that i'm number one

Imma push pass all of the ceilings

Show me titties for no reason

Taking care home i been eating

Remember days up in the Honda

Remember days up in Lefrak

I was young and hustling i was outside tryna flip a pack

We taking trips over seas

We ballin 100 degrees

I was tryna break the money counter

Make that shit jump a trapeze (yeah)

Count up the money

Thumb through them racks

Was serving out the trunk

I had to run up a sack

Count up the money

Thumb through them racks

Came a long way from the trap

And i aint never look back

Canary diamonds look like piss

Put canary diamonds on ya bitch

I been euro steppin with the flows

I been hoppin in my bag of tricks

I was praying for a lick

Build the foundation brick by brick

Shawty send location

If i never met her pull up with a blick

Count up the money

Thumb through them racks

Was serving out the trunk

I had to run up a sack

Count up the money

Thumb through them racks

Came a long way from the trap

And i aint never look back