Listen to Back To My Ways Again by DeJ Loaf

Back To My Ways Again

DeJ Loaf

Hip-Hop/Rap

737 Shazams

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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DeJ Loaf
DeJ Loaf
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Gastanar
John Gastanar
Composer
Deja Trimble
Deja Trimble
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John G Beats
John G Beats
Producer
Chris Athens
Chris Athens
Recording Engineer
Jaycen Joshua
Jaycen Joshua
Recording Engineer
John "JohnGBeats" Gustanar
John "JohnGBeats" Gustanar
Producer

Lyrics

John G They can get high Is you built like a samurai? Mm-hmm Pretty blue butterfly (butterfly) They can get high Is you built like a samurai? I fight for your love (I fight for your love) Don't fight the one you love, yeah (don't fight the one you love) They thought I was washed, washed like dishes Gotta be able to take everything that you dishin' If you gon' out for the ride, gotta get you a ticket Where did she go? End up missin' I'm from where it snow, fogged up Cartier lenses Yeah, and I got bitches On the marathon back-to-back we was with Nipsey I asked him if it was possible to do it in your city He said, "Yeah it's possible, do it in your city" Get off your mama couch, get off your mama titty I do it with a passion, everything in me You looking at my spot like everything litty Everything's transparent, like Benny (yeah) Back to my ways again (back to my ways again), fuck being humble (I'm DeJ) Back to my ways again (my ways), I will never fumble (fuck it) Yeah, back to my ways again (my ways), niggas thought that I would crumble (what?) Yeah, back to my ways again, I'm gettin' loaf, I'm gettin' money Yeah, back to my ways again (ayy) There go Dej lil' crazy ass, yeah And you can't even do the math, I can't even tell you half Either I'm fire or I got to fire the whole staff (staff) One or the other, I'm a lucky motherfucker I dreamt I'd be your liver, I dreamt I'd be your lover I figured I'd get back to you when I get lil' tougher Anyway, thanksgiving was straight, mama made dressin' He gon' take me to his family, he knowin' that I'm special You get the best of me, you keep me away You keep me away, you keep me away You get the best of me (you get the best of me), you keep me away You keep me away (you keep me away), you keep me away (oh-woah) Thank you God Yeah, yeah-yeah There go Dej lil' crazy ass And you can't even do the math Oh, hmm-mm, yeah, oh, oh, hmm-mm Yeah-yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, mmm I said, "Yeah, yeah, yeah" (Yeah, tss, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah) Back on my shit again
Writer(s): Deja Monet Trimble Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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