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No Looking Back

Kxng Schillo

No Looking Back

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CHORUS: Nice cars, leather seats. Just enough to make a young n*gga dream. We were barefoot on the ghetto streets. How we lost a life of an OG? Gunfire, murder scenes. Killers loading up they're full magazines. We were tryina make it through the music scene. We just embracing life... So we gotta keep pushing man, no looking back. We gotta keep on pushing man. Keep pushing man, no looking back. We gotta keep on pushing man. Keep pushing man, no looking back. We gotta keep on pushing man. Keep pushing man, no looking back. We gotta keep on pushing man. VERSE: Lot's wife turned into salt. A tough lesson was taught. Real knowledge ain't bought. So you won't get on Takealot. Thought, you would see me fall but I swear to God I fought. You hate me cause I'm something that you not. I was knocking on your doors mother f*cker you ignored. Le game yi kota kim I got the mother f*cking sauce. Go ask my n*gga Hugo who the mother f*cking Boss. Extendos weighing Oz. And they lie on dirty floors. Rolls, every dice that's in the way, it's still a coin toss. Slaving on that nine to five and tryina be my own boss. So please!

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