I Can't Go Back Lyrics - Curren$y

[Intro: Curren$y] 

Goddamn right 

Man this good here 

You think it's happening right now? 

You think it's happening right now? 

I'm wondering if we should even smoke this one 

Cause I don't think my throat can handle it 

I might just have to keep this mothafucka myself 

[Verse 1: Curren$y] 

Slid through like bacon grease on my shoes 

Coupe brand new 

Old hoe sit chickenhead, bitch caught the bird flu 

Holiday wreath on my New Year's Wraith 

Niggas can't take, so they hate 

My dogs say 

One of them pussy ass niggas might reach one day 

So he wait, in case he gotta blow one of the niggas away 

Damn, I'm just tryna stack my cake, man 

Why don't you do the same? 

Talkin' down on the ones comin' up, oh that's so lame 

You should be ashamed, I'm sayin' 

Get up, get out, get it 

Don't be mad when you see me with it 

Ask me how I did it, I'm a real nigga, chop game with you 

All about them digital digits 

More cash than we could ever stash 

Burn it all down like some OG hash, yeah 

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[Hook: Curren$y] 

Plottin' on another one 

Still countin' up from the last heist 

Rainy day for sure to come 

When it do I bet I have my fuckin' money right 

Plottin' on another one 

Still countin' up from the last heist 

Rainy day for sure to come 

When it do I bet I have my fuckin' money right 

[Verse 2: Juvenile] 

I bet I get my money right, wrongdoin' every night 

Walk through that dark tunnel, it's my time to see the light 

And I don't follow protocol, I don't be actin' like I might 

Wipe tears from my girl's eyes for the last time 

Baby I'm about to blow up like a landmine 

They was hidin' the plug from me, now we got the same lines 

Smokin' binds from the hills of California 

Nothin' like that garbage niggas sell on every corner that you buy from 

When I finish stuntin' it's your turn 

It's about how much you earn 

That should be your number one concern, woadie 

And there really ain't no guidelines 

You should be writin' your own book 

Like me cause I don't rock with these youngsters 

I got my own look 

Opinions' just like assholes: everybody got 'em 

And I hate when niggas make their problems everybody's problems 

Nigga tellin' me like I'ma really care about his problems 

All I care about is how big is my share for tomorrow 

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[Hook: Curren$y] 

Plottin' on another one 

Still countin' up from the last heist 

Rainy day for sure to come 

When it do I bet I have my fuckin' money right 

Plottin' on another one 

Still countin' up from the last heist 

Rainy day for sure to come 

When it do I bet I have my fuckin' money right