[Intro: Jack Freeman & Propain]

Oh, yeah-yeah

You can't take it back, oh

Ayy (Propain)

You can't take it back (Jack Freeman)

You can't take it back, oh (Sound M.O.B.)

[Verse 1: Propain]

Black shades, black sweater on

Pourin' out Cîroc for the dead and gone

For my niggas who never headed home

I'm wrappin' this kite, I swear that I wanna mail this home

For the hustlers who wanna give it up

Hoop dreamers who strugglin', but never givin' up

I feel your pain, that's why I live it up

From broke to no better, but paid enough to not give a fuck

And I'm strugglin' what I'ma start this with

'Cause my first two lines always the hardest shit

Maybe I should discuss all of my charter trips

From here to ATL just tryna show 'em the boy could spit

Or how my wholе life changed once thе #Departure hit

New friends are made, and the old ones I departed with

Now you mad 'cause you ain't a part of this

But goin' against your partner, my nigga, that's some retarded shit

And these women who gave my heart a split

'Cause they just love Pro', never wanted a part of Chris

So I had to fuel up on all that shit

And came back spittin' out flames like an arsonist

In memory of all of the soldiers we lost

I pay attention to this game 'cause I'm knowin' the cost

My whole team paid now so you know I'm a boss

I'm out here eatin' on 'em, you know I'ma floss, get it?

[Chorus: Jack Freeman & Propain]

After all this struggle in my life (Yeah)

Me and team finally doin' this thing right (Do this thing right)

And homie, you can't take it back (You can't take it back)

Lil' homie, you can't take it back (You can't take it back)

And everywhere that I go (Everywhere I go)

The fans yellin', screamin' my name at my shows

And homie, you can't take it back (You can't take it back)

Lil' homie, you can't take it back, oh yeah (You can't take it back, look)

[Verse 2: Propain]

I know some niggas who hurtin' that's tryna chase they dreams

Hoopers headed overseas tryna make a team

A blind grind we ain't guaranteed to benefit

But you ain't really strivin' to win if you ain't riskin' shit

This for that woman who they just denied

Financial aid 'cause they sayin' she ain't qualify

But that nigga there who did qualify

Is 'bout to blow that bread on some rims and Yokohama tires

That's life, but never hate on another's success

'Cause worry 'bout the next man that just doubled your stress

A lil' faith and hard work and soon you'll be poppin'

But some ain't ready when they hear opportunity knockin'

Bs and Cs, I salute to my niggas who flaggin'

Weeds and kis, I salute to the niggas who trappin'

Man, I used to punch a clock for this studio

Fees and beats, I salute to producers and rappers

They said he doin' everything to prude it here

Young mic killer, mane, who spittin' out eulogies

Shout out Bun for the opportunity

I'm just a young nigga who out here tryna pursue a dream

And all this fame shit is still new to me

Rockin' shows with the same niggas who influenced me

All the while I'm still doin' me

It's Pro', shout out my brothers too

[Chorus: Jack Freeman]

After all this struggle in my life

Me and team finally doin' this thing right

And homie, you can't take it back (You can't take it back)

Lil' homie, you can't take it back (You can't take it back)

And everywhere that I go (Everywhere I go)

The fans yellin', screamin' my name at my shows

And homie, you can't take it back (You can't take it back)

Lil' homie, you can't take it back, oh yeah (You can't take it back)