"Look Back" lyrics

"Look Back"

(Tylian made the beat)
(They got Wooskii on the mix)

OG told me "When you make it out the hood, you should never look back"
Police chasin' me, I was runnin' through the hood, I ain't even look back
Ran up a sack and I ain't really feeling good, I ain't gotta go back
Lookin' out for the hood, they know I would, bitch nigga, that's facts

I was here for the fam, when we lost lil' bro, I was sad like damn
We was ready for the beef, we was ready for the war, we was finna go ham
I was becoming a man like B.A.M
We was finna box a man like RAM
To the judge, I ain't no shooter, but for lil' bro I am
I am what you want me to be, we was ridin', two switches, we was ready for beef
Lil' brother lost his mind, he was ready to tweak, I was really applying pressure, you ain't ready for me
I wasn't even in the streets, but if a nigga play with lil' bro, then they gotta meet me
Nigga, no sleep, if anybody was finna risk they life, it was gon' be me
Chase, pullin' up on the block and the SRT with a switch on the seat (On bro)
If I ever get locked, I'm going to the box, if I catch a opp, he beat
Might take a Glock from a lame, he sweet, the moment he gave it to me, he tweakin'
Niggas ain't coming strong, they weak, any Glock handed to me I keep
We was on the block all day, I ain't even stayed awake, couldn't go on the crib to get water
Foenem can't go that way, better come this way, 59, the woods was the border
As soon as he cross the street, we give out heat, made it hot like Florida
Soon as he dissed the gang, we bust his brain, niggas die in that order

OG told me "When you make it out the hood, you should never look back"
Police chasin' me, I was runnin' through the hood, I ain't even look back
Ran up a sack and I ain't really feeling good, I ain't gotta go back
Lookin' out for the hood, they know I would, bitch nigga, that's facts

I ain't even look back
I ain't even look back
I ain't even gotta go back
Bitch nigga, that's facts


Writer(s): Tylian Francois, Virgil Gibson
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