No Turning Back (feat. Hunxho)

(808 Mafia) uh

Made it way too far, it ain't no turnin' back

Mama said, "Don't chase the block, you'll never find your worth in that"

Tryna beat the system, think I finally found the perfect hat

A few niggas, I miss 'em, shoot to kill 'em, how we learned to act

Blaming God, the whole time I was knowin' it was us

I wake up thinkin', "Make it far," and I remember we ain't that, just what we was

And I've been praying for my dogs, they in that field, still slingin' sticks like it's lacrosse

They're telling me, "'Xho, you a rapper now," yeah, I know, but I still gave the streets my heart

Uh, gave 'em my heart and I got nothin' in exchange

I played my part, but I can't stomach all this pain

Days in the dark and we was stompin' in the rain

Know it get hard, but we still thuggin' to the grave, shit won't change

Starin' at my call log

I grew anti-social and it's y'all fault

Always put in work, I never call off

Paid cash on all my cars bought

Livin' like a mob boss

Be quick to let some shots off every time the opps call

VVS for clarity, I think I need therapy

Poppin' all this ecstasy, she said, "Slow down, you scarin' me"

Yeah, I miss my broski through it all, bro, you was there with me

Even with my back against the wall, they don't compare to me

They say I changed, nigga, but in my head I'm still the same nigga

Sex, money, murder, God knows I'm a made nigga

Play and he get murdered, you better watch what you say, nigga

I could've gave up, but that ain't how my mama raised niggas

I'm taught to step when it's hard

I don't care who fuckin' with me, get acceptance from God

When shit was hard, how I rocked

And when it's was dark, how I walked

By faith, and I can't let no nigga play with the boy

I gotta let 'em know

If I go back broke, I ain't trippin' 'cause I done been before

I done wrapped niggas, no rap nigga, I ain't into those

I had to change my ways, so that can't chain with me, I let 'em go

My babies need me, so what the fuck 'Xho look like lettin' up?

Made it way too far, it ain't no turnin' back

Mama said, "Don't chase the block, you'll never find your worth in that"

Tryna beat the system, think I finally found the perfect hat

A few niggas, I miss 'em, shoot to kill 'em, how we learned to act

Blaming God, the whole time I was knowin' it was us

I wake up thinkin', "Make it far," and I remember we ain't that, just what we was

And I've been praying for my dogs, they in that field, still slingin' sticks like it's lacrosse

They're telling me, "'Xho, you a rapper now," yeah, I know, but I still gave the streets my heart

I'll gat get to go