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rick ross – turn ya back (feat. gucci mane, meek mill & whole slab) lyrics

you know, going through the things you go through
make you who you are
but when the closest ones to you turn they back on you
it’s such a painful feeling

they turned they back, turned they back
but then ’em n-gg-s wanna front
they blowin’ stacks, they blowin’ stacks
they turn they back, turn they back
but then ’em n-gg-s wanna front
they blowin’ stacks, they blowin’ stacks
they turned they back, turned they back
watch a n-gg- fall down
they turned they back, turned they back

turned they back, turned they back
i watch my n-gg- turn his back, turned they back
i watch my b-tch turn her back, she turned her back
watch a n-gg- fall down then she turned her back
but, now i’m back, now i’m back, now i’m back, now i’m back
now i’m back, n-gg-, now i’m back
all my n-gg-s turned they back, they turned they back
even my people turned they back, they turned they back
even my cousin turned they back, he turned his back
but now i’m back, now i’m back
even my b-tch, she turned her back, she turned her back
but now i’m back b-tch, where you at? now where you at?

they turned they back, turned they back
watch a n-gg- fall down, they turned they back
they turned they back, turned they back
but then ’em n-gg-s wanna front
they blowin’ stacks, they blowin’ stacks
they turned they back, i asked ’em why
when they turned back, they couldn’t see me cry
they turned they back, i asked ’em why
when they turned back, they couldn’t see me cry
a mastermind

man, it’s funny how a n-gg- act
like he got sh-t bad, but really that is just a knack
you know a b-tch that called police on you and took her back?
you stole a stack but b-tch man, i would take the whole sack
“say gucci mane, you the man, why you doin’ that?”
he said “been workin’ lockin’ up that sh-t, it won’t come back”
i told that n-gg- “man, there ain’t no need to call me that”
when i was broke man these b-tches wouldn’t call me back
you could pay a n-gg-‘s rent, have a n-gg- back
even pay a n-gg- bond what kind of sh-t is that?
i took the shirt off my back and put it on your back
then you turned your back, oh what kind of sh-t is that?
burr!

they triple crossed me, left me for dead
they blowin’ racks, i’m f-cked up, i owe these chicos bread
i’m in the red, i took a loss, had to crawl back
my own n-gg-s crossed me out, now what you call that?
f-cked up my set, my bottom b-tch, she turned her back
she want rum and rocky with me, she was chasin’ sack
p-ssy hoe, she turned her back, that’s how she felt
collect call from rice street, that b-tch, she run herself
i knew a n-gg- 10 years, it’s a deadly game
man can win those cracker canes, shawty said my name
sh-t ain’t the same, there’s somethin’ missin’
there’s somethin’ different
either ya -ss get pimped or you’re doin’ the pimpin’
slab!

okay, hoes turnin’ back, n-gg-s did too
i was sellin’ crack, my n-gg-s did too
man i ain’t see it comin’, all the sh-t we been through
and they ain’t see it comin’ neither, last time i spinned through
hard-top bent blue, every time i dipped through
n-gg-s turned they back on me, tried to f-ck my b-tch too
and i put ’em on paper, oh that’s what this sh-t do?
oh, that’s how you n-gg- rock? i be wrong, i get you dropped
i get you wet, n-gg- turn ya back
know where i live, i lay you flat, n-gg-, that’s a fact
put it on my kids, you n-gg-s rats, and i’m comin’ back
look what you did, made me do that, got you n-gg-s clapped
these p-ssy n-gg-s…

- rick ross lyrics

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