Take It Back (feat. Lil Cari) - MarcAnthony Simpson

You know what, I'ma take the L on this one It's really a W 'cause I'm pursuing my love And I don't care what nobody gotta say about this I'ma take you back (Skip got the bounce, it go crazy) I'ma take you back, baby, 'cause you took me back before Yeah, you did me wrong, but I had did you bad way before I'ma take you back, baby, let's go all the way this time If I take you back, I swear, you better not play this time I'll take you back 'cause you took me back before I did you bad, you did me bad, so be good I'ma call this evening, okay? I'ma call this evening, okay, baby? I'ma call this evening, okay? Ain't no more leavin', okay? I'ma call this evening, okay, baby? I'll take you back 'cause you took me back before I did you bad, you did me bad, so be good, yeah I'ma call this evening, okay? Ain't no more leavin', okay? Ain't no more cheatin', okay? Let's say we Don't go misleadin' me, I won't mislead you I was on the phone with Project Pooh, he said he seen you You done got your get-back now, okay, we cool Thought you'll always take me back like ladies do I'm sorry I ever mistake you for a fool, bae We done played each other, now let's just play this through, bae I done read your text and I almost started cryin' I done read your text and I almost started cryin' Come on, let's sext like it's the last time Come on, let's sext like it's the last time I'ma take you back, baby, 'cause you took me back before (bae) Yeah, you did me wrong, but I had did you bad way before (yeah) Take you back, baby, let's go all the way this time (bae) If I take you back, I swear you better not play this time (yeah, yeah) I'll take you back 'cause you took me back before (oh) I did you bad, you did me bad, so be good (oh) We good I'ma spend more time with you than in the hood this time I told 'em you real, you would blam with me Stood ten toes when they was playin' with me All these bitches mad you be stayin' with me Feel way better when you layin' with me (layin') I let you hit the lean a few times, you couldn't stand Rémy Post a pic, you got the world watchin', babe And you stay trendin' (yeah) You got wig for days (yeah), stay on your shit You never give a fuck 'bout a bitch (yeah), stay focused Don't let your visions change, no one to blame, nowhere to hang AP cost and it's definitely plain Only on jets, not a regular plane (regular plane) Only The Fam', not a regular gang (regular gang) I'm from the mud, this is definitely pain I'm watchin' your Twitter I watch who you post on the 'Gram I watch who you crop out the picture (yeah) 80K for a new smile, you still give me kisses I got a mouth full of stitches Please, I'm sorry I cheated, I'm sorry I cheated Please, you know I need you, and you need me I'ma take you back, baby, 'cause you took me back before Yeah, you did me wrong, but I had did you bad way before Take you back, baby, let's go all the way this time If I take you back, I swear you better not play this time I'll take you back 'cause you took me back before I did you bad, you did me bad, so be good We good I'ma spend more time with you than in the hood this time

Пятьдесят четвёртый этаж, смотрю на Москву Прокуренный винтаж, это rock new school Пятьдесят четвёртый этаж, смотрю на Москву Кровь течёт по лицу — это мне к лицу Кровь течёт по губам — это от тоски Мои дни снова разные, как носки Кровь течёт по губам из правой ноздри Я тебя не ебу, а ты ебёшь мозги Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт У меня есть Mastercard Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт Лучше тебе убегать Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт У меня есть Mastercard Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт Лучше тебе убегать Крашеные волосы, голос поколения Моё поведение, моё поведение Крашеные волосы, голос поколения Все ваши кумиры — это недоразумение Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт У меня есть Mastercard Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт Лучше тебе убегать Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт У меня есть Mastercard Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт Лучше тебе убегать Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт У меня есть Mastercard Baby, я хулиган, как Симпсон Барт Лучше тебе убегать

Wish I was riding the steam train Right out of the pages of time Down through the ol' Roaring Twenties To the fall of 1929 Back in heyday of railroads Before airplanes fluttered and flew Color me in like a cartoon hobo Doing what bums used to do Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon Show me hopping a freight train Somewhere south of the yard Make it a Santa Fe boxcar Paint it all rusty and hard Sketch out an old hobo jungle Make the old days come alive on the page Build a rough shack Down by thе track Weather it heavy with agе Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon Sometimes things are great to remember Some are too good to forget Things back then were so different Some things we think of them yet Songs from the great Jimmie Rodgers Hearing ol' Bing Crosby croon This is a song of how things used to be And a script of a hobo cartoon

Loneliness is settin' in How I feel, you don't know All my tomorrows, they depend On how my todays go Ain't seen your face for a few years or more You don't write, you don't call Tell me what are all the memories for When you don't remember at all? I'm sad and lonely I wonder do you feel the same? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name? Maybe someday, you'll walk into Some bar I'm singing in You'll hang your head in sorrow and cry When you see the shape that I'm in Oh, I'm sad and lonely I wonder do you feel the same? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name? Tell me, am I the only one Drinking and cursing your name?

Decided to write a song for my hero Considering he's done so much for me He's the one that pulled me up when I fell down so low He's the one that led me through the darkness when I could not see Never met a man more gentle or any humbler Never once heard him raise his voice or saw him mad But I watched him break his back on coal and lumber To give her everything she never had Cause when it all comes down to zero There's nothing more this life could ever give And I know I'll never find another hero Not another one like him Born on a summer day in some dark holler Way back in the hills of Perry County Well he grew up poor and he never saw a dollar But a dollar ain't no good in a coal camp anyway Cause when it all comes down to zero There's nothing more this life could ever give And I know I'll never find another hero Not another one like him And if I'm half the man he is when I die I don't know if I could ask for too much more He taught me you only need one hand To count your real friends in this life But if you find true love you better take both arms And hold on til your sore