Never Going Back by Twan XO Lyrics
Verse 1:
All my life I’ve been running
Running from love but you caught me
You every where it’s becoming of you
Blind for Iove but I see something in you
Different propogandas, I ain’t watching news
Wishing me the best deep down they want me to loose
I be stressing out just sitting by my self
My brodie’s told me go get it and I did
Hook:
Never going back, never, never going back
So many times that I was down bad
We cutting trees we ain’t no lumber jacks
We had to grind for what we never had
Vеrse 2:
And somehow I found my place up
In this wеird world
Got people killing everyday like they don’t fear God
I was raised to be a king from third world
My ambition is complex, prolly get you perplexed
It took a while with baby’s steps, still made it up here
Got water on my wrist looking like a chandelier
The love I get is rare, typo shit you can’t compare
I know I got some haters but they always in the rear
Hook:
Never going back, never, never going back
So many times that I was down bad
We cutting trees we ain’t no lumber jacks
We had to grind for what we never had
All my life I’ve been running
Running from love but you caught me
You every where it’s becoming of you
Blind for Iove but I see something in you
Different propogandas, I ain’t watching news
Wishing me the best deep down they want me to loose
I be stressing out just sitting by my self
My brodie’s told me go get it and I did
Hook:
Never going back, never, never going back
So many times that I was down bad
We cutting trees we ain’t no lumber jacks
We had to grind for what we never had
Vеrse 2:
And somehow I found my place up
In this wеird world
Got people killing everyday like they don’t fear God
I was raised to be a king from third world
My ambition is complex, prolly get you perplexed
It took a while with baby’s steps, still made it up here
Got water on my wrist looking like a chandelier
The love I get is rare, typo shit you can’t compare
I know I got some haters but they always in the rear
Hook:
Never going back, never, never going back
So many times that I was down bad
We cutting trees we ain’t no lumber jacks
We had to grind for what we never had