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letra de ain't going back - fabo500

[intro]
(reuel, stop playin’ with these n-ggas)

[verse 1: fabo500]
i cannot leave the house without my weed or my strap
my b-tch p-ssy wet, i get baptized in that
you don’t live none of your raps, so i don’t condone or dap
bein’ broke left me traumatized, i ain’t goin’ back
opps in my ‘wood ’cause you know i’m smokin’ that
migo brought out the henny, i might pour up that
pablo’s a real demon and he screamin’, “slatt” (slatt)
if you not about good business, there’s no time for that
no more wasting time, i can’t get that back
rule one with these b-tches, don’t get attached
i took a few l’s, but you know i bounced back
yеah, i’m serious, my baby, just like a heart attack
all thе plays i’m calling, you would think i’m a quarterback
the haters are waiting for me to fumble the bag
this rap game easy, me and my n-ggas runnin’ back
it’s safe to say i’m finna put southwest on the map, boy
[interlude: fabo500]
you ain’t gon’ bust sh-t, ayy, ayy
you better tuck it, ayy, ayy
you ain’t gon’ smoke sh-t, ayy, ayy

[verse 2: rio da yung og]
man, y’all n-ggas softer than a b-tch
drank got me smiling like when i’m talkin’ to a b-tch
if you ever see me strollin’, i was walkin’ with the stick
40k cash on me, i just offed another brick
last n-gga tried the gang, he in his coffin eatin’ chips
he tried to run from the track’ and i hawked him with the stick
b-tch, i just bought another bl!ck
domestic violence, i just fought another b-tch
told the doc’ i need a script, i be coughin’ up my spit
caught my first body, me and quonny walked in on a l!ck
f-ckin’ rat hoes, you can get your b-tch walkin’ down the strip

[verse 3: fabo500]
it pays a price to live this life
i whip it up like benihana rice
ain’t sh-t sweet, ain’t nothin’ nice
except what i got in my life
it’s cutthroat, but i ain’t runnin’ with a knife
if you put my life in jeopardy, i’m takin’ your life
me and bro strapped up like couple of dyk-s
we ain’t worried ’bout who tryna ruin the night
we in the party jammin’ like we them all-stars
i’m on my sh-t now, i remember when the times were hard
i met the right plug, now i got the block jumpin’
we from the same hood, but your music isn’t worth bumpin’
i think it’s from all the cappin’, you love frontin’
if you never looked out for me, don’t call for nothin’
i’m blessed to say i turned nothin’ into somethin’
don’t get f-cked up in the middle of the function
[interlude: fabo500]
ayy
ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
you ain’t gon’ bust sh-t, ayy, ayy
you better tuck it, ayy, ayy
yeah

[outro: fabo500]
i cannot leave the house without my weed or my strap
my b-tch p-ssy wet, i get baptized in that
you don’t live none of your raps, so i don’t condone or dap
bein’ broke left me traumatized, i ain’t goin’ back

- fabo500

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