Go Back

(It's all good when I go back) Young Noble Outlaw The homie Deuce Concrete MOB Yeah Lets get this money nigga [Young Noble]* Got me feeling like I'm back Like I never left Stay feeling way back, when I used to sell crack On my momma steps Young and dumb, full ---------- With a packet full of ------- and a fully loaded gun Came a long way from the slums Been around the world, never forgot where I'm from Baby in the struggle, crazy with the hustle Insane in the midbrain, life is like a puzzle Trying to figure it out, you are in and you are out You win and you lose, this young niggas paying they dues ¿Want to learn about the streets? I can be your tutor One of the first little niggas in the hood with a scooter Made my first sell at the age of 12 Got addicted to the aroma, of drug money smell Jumped into rap, never been back to jail And every nigga in the hood got a story to tell, come on [Deuce Deuce] I was young, dumb full of --- trying to bust one This is for my young thugs and my old ones Moving big --- still flippin crums And ---------- in every slum --------------- I can't forget where I'm from 5 o'clock in the morning right before them birds sing Or before the sun comes I was nine when i saw my first dime Now when i hit it from behind ------------------ We was getting buzzed ------------------------------- It's all love no need to bug and set trip Nobody had a death wish Yeah we was reckless, but through it all We made a quick stack and we blew it all --------- ---------- so help me god Concrete Mob and the Outlawz