Текст песни Never Going Back - Big K.R.I.T.

I wish I was a kid again,
Runnin' with my friends an' 'em, up and down the streets
Waiting on the better rent, riding on the school bus, drawing on the seats
On the phone all night with the girl I like that, she claims she's a freak
It's straight I could neva go back, I would neva go back, but it would be cool to see
Rise and shine, get up off my ass and mash for cash
No time to procrastinate
Yeah, I'd rather drink a 40 but they have to wait
I ride a bucket it's kinda of rusty but I blast the base
On the road again for the prods we in
The block used to be sunny but they snowed it in
Now the junkie scrape change for the dollar menu
That's what he said, but the rock is what he really into
Gave him a dollar anyway, cause who knows
Maybe the dope boy baby needs some new clothes
Cah we all going through it, no matter how you view it
Slice it, cut it, bring it back or screw it
Hot as ever been but I'm cooling it, aight
The AC never works on my window, down
Not worry, kids will reset the days, reminiscence good lord
When I used to run the places sometimes
Sometimes!
I wish I was a kid again,
Runnin' with my friends an' 'em, up and down the streets
Waiting on the better rent, riding on the school bus, drawing on the seats
On the phone all night with the girl I like that, she claims she's a freak
It's straight I could neva go back, I would neva go back, but it would be cool to see
Grandma Annie on the go, cooking in the kitchen something good for my soul
G.I. Joes on all on her living room floor
It seems like yesterday, but she passed so long a go, good heavens
I wanna go to church but ain't no good reverends
She probably frowning on me now because I know better
But I push on, searching for some kush on
To pay the bills and the responsibilities that I diss on
Not a pot to piss in, a tree to piss on, the devil come around too much
I'm hollarin' get gone
But it's hard to get off when you can't get on
I poured my life on this wax, nobody listons (listens)
So I cruise, me and just my blues
Looking at the world through my broken rear view
Not worried, cause I pray for better days, reminiscence good lord how I used to run them places sometimes
Sometimes I wish I was a kid again,
Runnin' with my friends an' 'em, up and down the streets
Waiting on the better rent, riding on the school bus, drawing on the seats
On the phone all night with the girl I like that, she claims she's a freak
It's straight I could neva go back, I would neva go back, but it would be cool to see
It's living outside in her garden,
My brother, his son and his daughter,
The rap game before I was spitting,
Back when Pac and Biggie were livin'
I think it would be cool to go back,
But now look at where we're at,
No, no regrets
I'm waiting on what's next
I wish I was a kid again,
Runnin' with my friends an' 'em, up and down the streets
Waiting on the better rent, riding on the school bus, drawing on the seats
On the phone all night with the girl I like that, she claims she's a freak
It's straight I could neva go back, I would neva go back, but it would be cool to see