Back to My Ways (feat. Cz Babyy) - PrimetimeTez

John G They can get high Is you built like a samurai? Mm-hmm Pretty blue butterfly (butterfly) They can get high Is you built like a samurai? I fight for your love (I fight for your love) Don't fight the one you love, yeah (don't fight the one you love) They thought I was washed, washed like dishes Gotta be able to take everything that you dishin' If you gon' out for the ride, gotta get you a ticket Where did she go? End up missin' I'm from where it snow, fogged up Cartier lenses Yeah, and I got bitches On the marathon back-to-back we was with Nipsey I asked him if it was possible to do it in your city He said, "Yeah it's possible, do it in your city" Get off your mama couch, get off your mama titty I do it with a passion, everything in me You looking at my spot like everything litty Everything's transparent, like Benny (yeah) Back to my ways again (back to my ways again), fuck being humble (I'm DeJ) Back to my ways again (my ways), I will never fumble (fuck it) Yeah, back to my ways again (my ways), niggas thought that I would crumble (what?) Yeah, back to my ways again, I'm gettin' loaf, I'm gettin' money Yeah, back to my ways again (ayy) There go Dej lil' crazy ass, yeah And you can't even do the math, I can't even tell you half Either I'm fire or I got to fire the whole staff (staff) One or the other, I'm a lucky motherfucker I dreamt I'd be your liver, I dreamt I'd be your lover I figured I'd get back to you when I get lil' tougher Anyway, thanksgiving was straight, mama made dressin' He gon' take me to his family, he knowin' that I'm special You get the best of me, you keep me away You keep me away, you keep me away You get the best of me (you get the best of me), you keep me away You keep me away (you keep me away), you keep me away (oh-woah) Thank you God Yeah, yeah-yeah There go Dej lil' crazy ass And you can't even do the math Oh, hmm-mm, yeah, oh, oh, hmm-mm Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, mmm I said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah" (Yeah, tss, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Back on my shit again

With every step I take I'm taking one step away from you And when I close my eyes I hear the wind in the Northern Plains Oh, and I've been wasting away this time Allowing doubt to fill my mind Oh, and I've been spending all that I have On cheap tattoos Oh, but maybe one day When I'm out there on the road I'll think of you Oh, but maybe one day I'll be there with you Ooh Ooh, oh, oh, oh-ooh Aah-ah Ah-aah, ah, ah, ah, ah-oh Well, I seem to rely on myself Where am I hiding? These dreams don't seem to do the same as they used to now Oh, honey, oh When I ask myself, "What the hell am I doing here? What am I doing here?" I thought of you And all the nights we shared under the sky When you were lonely Ooh-ooh-ooh-ooh, oh, ooh Oh, but maybe one day When I'm out there on the road I'll think of you Oh, but maybe one day I'll be there with you Ooh Ooh, oh, oh, oh-ooh Aah-ah Ah-aah, ah, ah, ah, ah (Yeah, I find my way, oh, yeah) (Find my...) (I find my way, oh, yeah) (Boy, I find my way, yeah) (Yeah, I find my way, oh, yeah) (Find my way, yeah) (Let me find all the way) (Find my...) (Yeah, I find my way, yeah) (Find my way, yeah) (Let me find all the way) (Find my...) (Yeah, I find my way)

In days of peace and days of rest In times of loss and loneliness Though rich or poor, Your word is true That all my ways are known to You No trial has come beyond Your hand No step I walk beyond Your plan The path is dark outside my view Still all my ways are known to You And oh what peace that I have found Wherever I may be For all my ways are known to You Hallelujah, they are known to You! I do not fear the final night For death will be the door to life You take my hand and lead me through For all my ways are known to You And oh what peace that I have found Wherever I may be For all my ways are known to You Hallelujah, they are known to You! Open up my eyes so I may see That You have made these ways for me Open up my eyes so I may see That You my God, will walk with me Open up my eyes so I may see That You have made these ways for me Open up my eyes so I may see That You my God, will walk with me And oh what peace that I have found Wherever I may be For all my ways are known to You Hallelujah, they are known to You! And oh what peace that I have found Wherever I may be For all my ways are known to You Hallelujah, they are known to You! Hallelujah, they are known to You!

Uh uh uh uh uh Hmm hmm hmm Now I'm wiping off them lipstick stains It's alright it's okay I think I'm going back to My old ways I remember how you Kiss my face Now I'm wiping off them lipstick stains It's alright it's okay I think I'm going back to My old ways I remember how you Kiss my face Now I'm wiping off them lipstick stains Watch as I hop in a coup or a jet Why am I being so lonely People do think your that sick Makin these hits with homies Livin your dreamin is phony That's what the corporate had told me God makes a plan and it's holy Trustin and feelin that he make a way Go through the struggle to pick up my feet I don't care how many times that you Switch up the paint cause the Picture be forming no matter what I need the stamina How can I handle the pressure and pain When it roll the my veins So I'm grabbing the camera Capture the moment I love what I'm living in I need the medicine Just wanna feel again All the adrenaline I wanna work so I conquer the world Spreading the good Think that I like that Think that I like that feeling Imma be right back Imma be right back winning Think that I like that Think that I like that feeling Imma be right back Imma be right back winning It's alright it's okay I think I'm going back to My old ways I remember how you Kiss my face Now I'm wiping off them lipstick stains

This is a special shout going out to my mama, Ms. Ernestine Charles Mama used to do people hair in the kitchen Press and curl, hot curlers, everything I love you mama Black hair is (a revolution) Cornrows (uh-uh, honey, I am tender-headed) Jheri curls (style sophistication) Afro puff (ah-ooh, ah-ooh) Hair weave (call her Miss Ross) Braids (pride, respect) Extensions (more of a 90s fashion) Asymmetrical shroom (banji girl) I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you Black hair is (a revolution) Finger wave (a classic extravaganza) Press and curl (never mix, never worry) Flat top fade (very contemporary) Nail sculpture (urban distinction) Hot comb (ouch, mama, that was my ear!) Blow out kits (ooh, ooh tamba) No-lye relaxer (fried dyed and laid to the side) I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you Black hair is... Now mama got her own salon down on Auburn Avenue And if you wanna know what's happening in Atlanta Just go to the salon That's to you and all y'all down there, brothers and sisters Miss Earlene, Lizzy Dean, Renetta Little baby boy, Tone Tone, Leonard, K-Ron, Cornisha Peace my brothers and sisters Peace, love and hair grease A revolution, a revolution A re- re-, a revolution I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you I'm going back, back, black to my roots Where my love can be found and my heart rings true I'm going back, back, black to my roots To the time and the place, coming back to you Black hair is...