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No Turning Back Wicked Ways

starts Until it bleeds, it bleeds again The hardest game and no one wins. The little things so satisfying Denied again, continue trying To be someone I'm not Wicked ways

get your paper Paper, paper, paper, paper, paper Money Why's my babys bangin', beefin' with me, squashed it ordained it Better yet sustained the flurry Hide in the fury, but the ways

it's niggas lyin' dead in the street We stuck in our ways, it's different now than back in the days Fuck what they say, 'cause ain't no comin' back from

I put the gun away but sometimes my hand ditches But I don't want to get locked away cause I whack bitches I left those ways back in the old days So

swoopers, looters and Stax loopers I started off way back sick with a mentality Wicked got down kickin it with the Syndicate Just a lil' nigga seein ways

fightin' shit We get hype and shit and start liftin' shit So step away with your fist fight ways Motherfucker, this ain't back in the days But you don

the only feedback, I get from living life my way Not a surfer, but I used to ride the crime waves Used to live life sideways, wicked slick and sly ways

my turn to fly Come hell, hell or high water Ain't nothing's gonna hold me down Come hell, hell or high water Nobody messin' me around I see their wicked ways

like I'm somethin' she ain't never ever saw So a one-hour run somehow turned into 24 Wifey callin', I hit ignore, my priorities is poor Listen Lord I toss, I turn