[Intro]
(G, I think we got one)

[Verse 1: Burna Bandz]
Yeah, thinkin' 'bout that shit I been through
See my dawg, no blood in his body, that’s 'cause he a clear crystal
Crodie did that time, he kept it solid, 'cause he a real n***a
If I don’t got that switch then you know I'ma finger fuck the trigger
All I hang around is hitters
All I hang around is dealers
Told her I can’t change, mama said, “If it ain’t broke, don’t fix it”
Crodie got that range, he come through your block and he ain’t missin'
N***as jump ships, now they sinkin'
All these pints, yeah, I'ma sip it
Just to stay up off my feelings
Like, what’s the point of being at the top if I can’t bring my n***as?
I know my youngin’, he gon' blow up, seen him grow since he was little
Bet not play both sides 'cause we won’t play no monkey in the middle
Pookie had that dog food, he gon' bring it to that kennel
She suck me up 'cause she know I’m about to blow up like a fucking missile
Shawty got a mean mouth so you know that I can’t kiss her
Bet' not let no range and how that pack will put him on a shitter
I'll be damned if I’m eatin' and my brothers missin' dinner

[Chorus: Burna Bandz]
I can’t go back how I used to be
I can’t go back how I used to be
Can’t go back how I used to be
Nowadays, fuck a bag up on some jewelry
Fuck a bag up on some jewels
Know they wanna see me lose
I can’t leave without the tool
If I did, I will be screwed
Kill the rumour when we shoot
Breaking news when we shoot
Yeah, we rock the camera crew
I was trappin' in my Goose
I was trappin' noon-to-noon
[Verse 2: NorthSideBenji]
Yeah, I was trappin' out the hallways 'til the lights get faded
I'ma slide up on her hands, this shit was drug related
They tried to treat me like a solider, I ain’t like the place
Now I put 50 on a dozer, make 'em bite the paper
This is not like last year, I'm turnin’ up to the top speed
NATO .556's for the n***as tryna knock me
Never duck a problem, we just duckin' paparazzi
Fuck if he my mans, we might step on him if he sloppy
Fuck it
Fuck if he my mans, we might step on him if he loose
I can see the stick in his new Canadian Goose
I can feel the 6ix in my veins, it’s runnin' blue
Plug just hit me, six in the air, it’s comin' through
Hanging with the sticks out the van, nothin' to lose
Glizzy with the switch like a tran', fill up the coupe
Heard it’s fentanyl now
Wanna lose and you approve

[Chorus: Burna Bandz]
I can’t go back how I used to be
I can’t go back how I used to be
Can’t go back how I used to be
Nowadays, fuck a bag up on some jewelry
Fuck a bag up on some jewels
Know they wanna see me lose
I can’t leave without the tool
If I did, I will be screwed
Kill the rumour when we shoot
Breaking news when we shoot
Yeah, we rock the camera crew
I was trappin' in my Goose
I was trappin' noon-to-noon