Big K.R.I.T. - Neva Go Back lyrics

I wish I was a kid again
Runnin' with my friends an' them
Up n down the streets
Waitin' on a bell to ring
Ridin' on a school bus, drawin' on the seats
On the phone all night with a girl I
Like and she claim she a freak
It's straight, I could never go back
I would never go back
But it would be coo' to see

Rise n Shine
Get up off my ass and mash fo cash
No time to procrastinate
Yeah I'd ratha' drink a 40
But that'll have to wait
I ride a bucket, kinda rusty
But I'll blast the bass on the road again
For the pros within
The block used to be sunny
But they snowed it in
Now tha junkies scrape change
For tha dollar menu that's what he said
But tha rock is what he really into
Gave him a dollar anyway, cause who knows?
Maybe tha dope boy baby
Need some new clothes
Cause we all goin' thru it
No matter how you view it
Slice it, cut it, bring it back and screw it!
Hot as I've ever been, but I'm coolin' - out
AC neva works, so my windows - down
Not worried, kids scurry Saturdays
Reminiscing, Good Lord
How I used to run and play sometimes

I wish I was a kid again
Runnin' with my friends an' them
Up n down the streets
Waitin' on a bell to ring
Ridin' on a school bus, drawin' on the seats
On the phone all night with a girl I
Like and she claim she a freak
It's straight, I could never go back
I would never go back
But it would be coo' to see

Grandma Linnie on the go
Cookin' in the kitchen
Somethin' good for my soul
G-I Joes all on her living room flo'
It seems like yesterday, but she
Passed so long ago, good Heavens
I want to go to church
But ain't no good reverends
She prolly frownin' on me now
Because I know betta
But, I push on, searchin' for some cush-on
To pay the bills and
Responsibilities that I disown
Not a pot to piss in, a tree to piss on
The devil come around to much
I'm hollin' get gone
But, it's hard to get off
When you can't get on
I pour my life on this wax, nobody lis-ons
So I cruise, me and just my blues
Lookin' at the world through
My broken rear view
Not worried, cuz I pray for betta days
Reminiscing, Good Lord
How I used to run and play sometimes

I wish I was a kid again
Runnin' with my friends an' them
Up n down the streets
Waitin' on a bell to ring
Ridin' on a school bus, drawin' on the seats
On the phone all night with a girl I
Like and she claim she a freak
It's straight, I could never go back
I would never go back
But it would be coo' to see

Miss Linney, outside in her garden
My brotha, his son, and his daughta
The rap game, before I was spitting
Back when Pac and Biggie were livin'
O-o-o-ooooh, It'd be coo' to go back
But now where we're at
No, no regress i'm waitin on what's next

I wish I was a kid again
Runnin' with my friends an' them
Up n down the streets
Waitin' on a bell to ring
Ridin' on a school bus, drawin' on the seats
On the phone all night with a girl I
Like and she claim she a freak
It's straight, I could never go back
I would never go back
But it would be coo' to see