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I wanna go back
I wanna go back to my home
I just wanna go back
I said
Is this life
Is this my time to waste
I got all this money calling me
How the f*ck I’ma turn it down
And I did f*cked around and bought too many cars now
Baby I guess that I’m a superstar now
But I wish that I could go back
‘Cause that money don’t mean a thing when
Everybody changing
Praying with their hands out
What the f*ck you want from me
I got all my n****s in here
So don’t play with me
F*ck a one on one
I don’t wanna do it
Wish I could go back to when I was young
Wish I could go back, go back, go back
From where I came from
And if I knew then what I knew now
I would change so
Y’all n****s don’t know n****s
Been here like an old n****
When your girl see me she say Breezy you a cold n****
Motherf*ck the club
Tired of fake ho*s and gold diggers
And while he trying to cuff your ass
Let go n****
In 1999 most of y’all didn’t know me
Trying to call me brodi
N**** you ain’t my homie
I’m trying to cash out everybody I came up with
But these cameras steady on that f*ck sh*t
Praying with their hands out
What the f*ck you want from me
I got all my n****s in here
So don’t play with me
F*ck a one on one
I don’t wanna do it
Wish I could go back to when I was young
Wish I could go back, go back, go back
From where I came from
And if I knew then what I knew now
I would change so
I just want to go back to freedom
Just take away all the bullsh*t and rewind the truth
Now every day then want to say sh*t
That’s when I say f*ck you
I’m super fly no laces
I could’t give a f*ck about you
And they just hit me with the same old
Praying with their hands out
What the f*ck you want from me
I got all my n****s in here
So don’t play with me
F*ck a one on one
I don’t wanna do it
Wish I could go back to when I was young
Wish I could go back, go back, go back
From where I came from
And if I knew then what I knew now
I would change so
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