visa

[Chorus: planet girl]

No go go going back

I'm riding with my head on straight

Yeah

Keep looking for my final place

Uh

Tell me I won't get my way

No go go going back

No matter the time it takes

Making my mistakes

Look me in the face

Tell me I won't

Go go

[Verse 1: Atwood]

Said the thoughts ain't giving in

Pops just ain't listening

And I said I got it from the get go

Now the posse winnin'

The parlay pie fillin' and all of my kin is gon get on

It's a long way off from the top

But we gon get there goin our way up as they watch

Told 'em all that y’all wanna keep up

I won't drop myself gotta keep up

Hot as hot as hell watch him heat up

Prolly prolly melt, hear them holla still talkin' all that ew

Throw the peace up

Ima lеave sir I don't need ya wanna ease up

Got my bag and my visa

Takе that final drag

I ain't goin' back

This is now this my keeper

[Verse 2: RYCE]

Down to the wall (Aah)

When they fall off who you gon call (Aallah)

Hadda haul off inconveniences

Cuz they never really fit my preferences

Fill my cup and raise up (UupoupUpp)

Out the bed and wake up (UupoupUpp)

Cut the bread and pays up

Ace up in my sleeve a

Straight flush (Awesome 3-4 part harmony)

Flavors fulfilling I’m in it when I got the juice (Damn oh he sexy sexy)

Hand on the bat every inning I'm outta the room (Ahhhh)

When you feel it you feel it you know it you ain't gotta choose

When you know it you live it you see it there’s

Something in you

Something in me

[Chorus: planet girl]

No go go going back

I’m riding with my head on straight

Yeah

Keep looking for my final place

Uh

Tell me I won't get my way

No go go going back

No matter the time it takes

Making my mistakes

Look me in the face

Tell me I won't

Go go

[Verse 3: Abhi the Nomad]

Ain't no goin' back I just filled the meter

Life like a film and I fill the theatre

I'm international, stamps fill the visa

London-town gas filled in litres

Used to buy tickets so I could fill the seat up

Just to play to nobody out in North reseda

Buyin' food for A-holes in Studio B

But they gone have to pay their whole rent to feature me, yeah yeah

I'm only goin' back for the usual

A shoulder for my mother at my late uncle funeral

The elevator music for you working at your cubicle

A model for them brown kids lookin' to be musical

And I don't got much of a purpose

Enough success in a field that they said I wouldn't work in

If there's any depth in these verses, its def to keep moving till you make it

Really know your self-worth shit

[Chorus: planet girl]

No go go going back

I'm riding with my head on straight

Yeah

Keep looking for my final place

Uh

Tell me I won't get my way

No go go going back

No matter the time it takes

Making my mistakes

Look me in the face

Tell me I won't

Go go