Now, if you was the last man walking on earth
I know you're my fan, go back to the bleachers
You been aching for that cuz what they playing on the station is wack
No, i can't live like this, i need to go back, no, i can't go back!
Wear out tracks, let me do my thing, i got 16, for this roscoe thing
And other times i could only settle my depression with rapping,
Felatio fetish, broads know me where i live
Could go down as the dirtiest lines of all times
I promise to never go back on that promise, in fact
But never that, i'm hungry for success and i never fast
Wishing i could go back
This is why her nigga mad
I'm ring winnin, my jeans different
Could go back in the time and
If only i could go back into the 80’s
They at the same spot they making no progress
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