Lyrics No Time To Go Back - Qua'Jon Kobe

Cradle to grave money

Switching up shop gotta move different on these niggas

I maybe just the key that they looking fo'...
Blessed
I'm to slick Richard Pryor

Boutta cook
Yeah I'm bout to cook easy on the flame
That's the recipe I said ...

I'm boutta cook
Yeah I'm bout to cook easy on the flame
That's the recipe.

I control the game like a ref... but I'm ballin like Durant

Mommy used to tell me couldn't have it in advance

If it's personal with business then it's simple, really can't...

Proceed with more I'll be absent from the camp

Awww, Sheryl temple I ain't drinking never slipped
Case niggas really wondering like stevie with The Clip

I ain't really aim for nothing,But this woman in the red
It's a bliss from the side easy targeted

It's harder than you know ...

Aye... Yeah

I got no time to press stop ...

Aye ... yeah...

The farther that I go...

Aye ... yeah...

I got no time to go back...

Aye yeah...
Aye...

Can't never anticipate from what is missing

I see a lot of bull shit without the Scotty Pipen

Without the denis Rodman not a bucket you can give me

They claim they like mike,but notoriously missing not a biggie

It's a different situation in the mist of all this time

Always been a hustler
Connected to the grind

I'm devoted to my mind and it's easier to speak
But how about I show you with the number through the week

It's harder than you know ...

Aye... Yeah

I got no time to press stop ...

Aye ... yeah...

The farther that I go...

Aye ... yeah...

I got no time to go back...

Aye yeah...
Aye...

step aside,
Step aside
You never been inside
Of my mind
I realize
The definition of solider

I'm older
Quiete evolved
To be bold
But not a bolder

I'm aboutta
Cook...
Yeaaaaahhhh boy
I'm boutta cook...