AINT GOIN BACK

de Russ

Yeah
Ain't no way im fucking going back
Got way too much shit to take care off
And I’m having way too much fun pissing y'all off
It's starting to look real rough out here for y’all
It's just the beginning too
Yeah, come on, come on

I ain't goin back
Split 5 I make doubles
I ain't goin back
To when there was no Russ just Russell
I ain't goin back
To when ma and pops cried so much they left a puddle
I ain't goin back
But I stay tapped in to that hustle

I ain't goin back
Split 5 I make doubles
I ain't goin back
To when there was no Russ just Russell
I ain’t goin back
To when ma and pops cried so much they left a puddle
I ain’t goin back
But I stay tapped in to that hustle

I go way harder than most of y'all
If one of y’all died, wouldn't toast to y'all
I don't really care to get close to y’all
I live in a gym, I'm supposed to ball
Mom was applying for the food stamps
Every night studio boot camps
All I had there was a lot of free time
Sleep, grinding, my mind and my two hands
And the same confidence that I have right now
It was more back then to be honest
Before the world got a hold of me and started controlling me
Now I'm more tapped in to the comments, than I should be
I admit that, so fuck y'all give me my dick back
Middle finger gift wrap, for the chit chat
And to anyone who think I should quit rap

Who's in my league? Not you
Who makes your beats? Not you
Who does your hooks? Not you
Bitch I'm elite, top 2
And not 2, bitch im the 1
It's crazy to think that I barely begun
Already on Forbes, Already in Staples
I still got 4 years till' my twenties are done
I'm having my fun
My house is a brothel, I'm fucking her bad
'Cause her pussy is gospel
Your life is awful, that ain't my fault
Y'all need a miracle, talk to your God
I'm not letting up
Fuck how you feel
I got my boots laced and I'm out
I threw 20k in my studio I brought the blue flame to my house