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No Return (Explicit) - Polo G/The Kid LAROI/Lil Durk
Lyrics by：Taurus Bartlett/Charlton Howard/Durk Derrick Banks
Composed by：Taurus Bartlett/Charlton Howard/Durk Derrick Banks
Polo G/The Kid LAROI：
Oh oh
Uh
No no
Uh uh uh uh
No oh oh
Uh uh uh uh uh
No oh
Uh uh
D**n Ryder
Polo G：
Used to hit the block and serve
Work the rock like Kyrie Irv'
Link up with gang like what's the word
Pull up skrrt switchin' lanes might jump the curb
And yeah b***h I'm really him
Put that on fire f**k what you heard
Got three .50s that's 150 ain't no limit I f**k with Herb
Lil' kids turned grown men we come from cribs dysfunctional
Gotta learn how to play your own hand
Don't ever get too comfortable
That's lil' s**t he can think he hot
'Til them real killers come and humble you
All day tell 'em "Spin the block"
'Til your best friend laying under you
Know 'bout late nights and that hunger
Know 'bout rainy days and that thunder
I know lil' n***as on slime s**t no Young Thugs and Gunnas
We was in the field Glock kick back
We gon' kick it off like punters
I'm Too Turnt Gang got five in me
I ain't never been no runner
B***h
The Kid LAROI：
I can't ever go back
To the way s**t was
Oh no
I done really came from nothing now I got everything that I want
Oh oh oh
I can't ever go back to the way s**t was
Oh
I done came too far
Put that on everything I love
Roaches in the crib
Uh-uh
Mama on d**gs
No-uh
I can't let it go back to the way that it was
I can't never go back
No-oh oh
I can't never I can't never I can't never I can't never I can't
Lil Durk：
I come from the muddiest part of the trenches where n***as are dyin' today
N***as into it with you
But n***as gon' hang in clique and be in the way
Yeah yeah yeah
I'd rather be on the case
And stay in the mix than be in a n***a case
Be in a n***a case
I don't sneak diss the s**t
I tell my dog the s**t I'll say in your face
Say in a n***a face
Perc' got fentanyl on 'em he still want him a sixty
Want him a sixty
I took my brother Ruger
And told him think and I gave him a .50
Gave him a .50 oh
That backdoor cool where I'm from that s**t new in the city
And y'all be hanging and playing the game together
You know you snitchin'
I be tired of losing my n***as to n***as who knew the killer
Who knew the killer
Threw up my guts I seen that footage you don't know that feeling
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
I can't hang with my n***as homies dolo I don't know them n***as
Why they play with me on IG like we lame
They know we killers yeah