Текст Big K.R.I.T. – Never Go Back

Neva go back, neva go back, yeah, yeah
Sometimes I wish I was a kid again,
Running with my friends and them, up and down the street
Waiting on the bell to ring, riding on the school bus, drawing on the seats

Rise and shine, get up off my ass and mash for cash
No time to procrastinate
Yeah, I’d rather drink a 40 but they have to wait
I ride a bucket it’s kinda of rusty but I blast the base
On the road again for the prods we in
The block used to be sunny but they snowed it in
Now the junkie scrape change for the dollar menu
That’s what he said, but the rock is what he really into
Gave him a dollar anyway, cause who knows
Maybe the dope boy baby needs some new clothes
Could we all going through it, no matter how you view it
Slice it, cut it, bring it back or screw it
Hot as ever been but I’m cooling it ah
They see never works on my window, down
Not worry, kids will reset the days, reminiscence good lord
While I used to run in places sometimes

Sometimes I wish I was a kid again,
Running with my friends and them, up and down the street
Waiting on the bell to ring, riding on the school bus, drawing on the seats
On the phone all night with the girl I Like and she claims she a freak
It’s straight I would neva go back, I could neva go back, but it would be cool to see

Grab my… on the go, cooking in the kitchen something good for my soul
G.I. Joes on all on her living room floor
It seems like yesterday, but she passed so long a go, good heavens

Sometimes I wish I was a kid again,
Running with my friends and them, up and down the street
Waiting on the bell to ring, riding on the school bus, drawing on the seats
And the phone I like with the girl I like that she claims she’s free
It’s straight I would neva go back, I could neva go back, but it would be cool to see

It’s living outside in her garden
My brother, his son and his daughter
The Rap game before I was stealing
Back when Pac and Biggie where living
Voice
Ohhh it be cool to go back
But now where were at
No more regrets
I’m waiting on what’s next

I wish I was a kid again,
Running with my friends and them, up and down the street
Waiting on the bell to ring, riding on the school bus, drawing on the seats
On the phone all night with the girl I like that she claims she’s free
It’s straight I would neva go back, I could neva go back, but it would be cool to see.