Member i was broke, now i'm all about a bag
I was last in the back, now i'm out here getting cash
Saying fuck that, i don't ever wanna look back
Saying fuck that, i don't ever wanna look back
All the hoes i tried to smash, all they ever did was pass
Now they gassed on my ass, but i'm bout to do the dash
Saying fuck that, i don't ever wanna look back
Saying fuck that, i don't ever wanna look back
Look back, see writing rhymes like cooking crack
Pussy ass rappers up in the back where the douches at
Strapped with a bazooka pack and a Uzi blasting
Attached to two other Rugers clapping blow you to fragments
Groupie smashing off shrooms and acid
These ratchets distracting me with they racks
I'm calling it boobie trapping
I dont give a fuck if you be rapping bout Gucci fashion
As long as they know who be snappin and who be lackin
Can kill shit off some boom bap or some new trap
With some newjack or some smooth jazz for a new classic
Illmatic with a pill habit
Smashing fat chicks speaking no english
So they talking in Pig Latin
I love the smell of coke up in the morning
I think i need some competition this shits getting boring
Its Hustle fucking killer know we killin up the hustle
Got em sick up to they stomach better get some Robitussin
Member i was broke, now i'm all about a bag
I was last in the back, now i'm out here getting cash
Saying fuck that, i don't ever wanna look back
Saying fuck that, i don't ever wanna look back
All the hoes i tried to smash, all they ever did was pass
Now they gassed on my ass, but i'm bout to do the dash
Saying fuck that, i don't ever wanna look back
Saying fuck that, i don't ever wanna look back
