[Verse 1: Q-Tip]
I hope my legendary style of rap lives on
A fix to the earth like my feet that got kicks on
Moving backwards, that was never the plan
Pushing shit along, weren't the stillest in the quick sand
Asked for a jump, lyrical concrete
My Jetta be moving me through the many dark streets
Backwoods, [?], whatever to raid
Avetta's to move, man, feet aren't the same
I wanna be [?], these shoes ain't made for reversing
Trudging through these motherfuckers first album footprint
Never ever ghostwritten your shit free
Didn't grab my shooter, both hands, I ain't gripping steel, mitten
[?] and now it's gone
Loud mouth don't get fed or move ahead to my hustlers with customers
Amateurs are being petty
Trap lords with the fetty, don't be backwards, no!
No backward ass nigga, don't be backwards, no!
No backward ass nigga, don't be backwards, no!
No backward ass nigga, don't be backwards, no!
Don't do it nigga[Verse 2: Anderson .Paak]
I spun around without a care when I stopped to feel lost
I'm two heels from the top tier, I really want to be boss
I figured out, I figured it out somewhere
Maybe the answers not up there
Maybe it's on the ground somewhere
When I stopped to feel lost
Do you ever feel lost[Hook: Anderson .Paak]
They wanna see my downfall
Turn a good day into a downpour
Thorns in my crown, had the cross out there
Why they wanna see me hangin' like a town somewhere
One eye, two meals, three tears, a heart still
How I'm feelin' in my mind right now
I think I'm moving but I'm going nowhere, nowhere
Better not feel lost
How I'm supposed to know how home feels, I don't even know my own feel
Better not feel lost
It's not a cruise that brought us here
I'm gone for long
And I refuse to be stuck right here
I'm going to it backwards, and oh
Can somebody just give me, can somebody just give me, can somebody just give direction?
I don't want to move backwards
Can somebody just give me, can somebody just give me, can somebody just give direction?
I don't want to move backwards
Can't go backwards
I don't want to move backwards[Verse 3: Phife Dawg]
Moving backwards, that was never the plan
Can I vent? I was content be my own man
Up until that night, ill faded, walking home, I was faded
Cocos races on my wrist like he was clapping his hands
How demeaning y'all, who could be blind to racism
[?] girl wrote to me for the brother baptism
Instead of slaps give 'em, the dose of ab wisdom
He'll make it out of the jungle some way
Hey, it's figurative, it's not a real place you stay
Ayy, it's mind scape, still fucking with [?]
I got direction with values and ways
Submitting myself to praying these days
We walking backwards, it's only for stage[Verse 4: Anderson .Paak]
[?] climbing up, we value it
And everybody's hands in the air
Four-fives get your ass round somewhere
Come between and jump in the spare
Say it loud, with a different [?] my niggas
(somebody just me, somebody just give me, somebody just give me)
Cool out shit nigga, I'm cool
Cool out nigga, nah, nigga I'm through
Head down, no tellin' what you gon' do
(somebody just me, somebody just give me, somebody just give me directions)
I don't want to move backwards, and oh!
Cops, killing us niggas everywhere, maybe we should get guns too
She come around every now and a few
Man I hope she really loves you
Living high ain't hard to do
She'll be in the clouds somewhere
Feel fresh, I strut your bitches out of here
Might even take your broad too
Oops, I'm 'bout to get kicked out here
Tell mama I'm a side [?]
Still I, I'm trying to get out of here, but stuck in the same room
Too many open miles in here, sick of eating out at drive thru[Outro]
Hahaha
(Look at this motherfucker)
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