Moving Backwards

By Tyga

On Black Thoughts Vol. 2

Released on April 12, 2011

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[Verse 1]

First scene

Producers pointin' like action

As the chain swing

Lettin' shine, no sheen

Just my dream

Turn reality

Well done, they say to me

How flatterin'

I’m just making it work like batteries

Abuse and batter me

But never wanna challenge me

Leave 'em shivering

Lookin' in the mirror, like who can fuck with him?

Young troublesome, that the ladies love!

Packed show at the club, who said wait 'til 21?

Asked who booked, promoter didn’t even look my way

Ha, ok

Party people doin' what I say

Hands in the air pat ya belly that's enough, eh

Just seein' how much I can get away with

Lookin' for a bird to get away with

Fly in my spaceship

Take her back to where I live

Next to God crib

You ain’t never been higher than this


[Hook]

Young hollywood star livin' lavish

Lookin' back what a habit

Everybody like what happened?

Feel like I’m movin' backwards

Tyga please show out for the camera

Now everything's flashing

Sittin' here like what happened?

Feel like I’m movin' backwards


[Verse 2]

Will your friends go

If you had to choose

International we'll be travelling 'til we old and blue

That’s how family do

But what about if they ain't paid they dues

Well I guess I’ll pay for that too

Accountant tellin' me how much I withdrew

In the last past year or two

Ain’t gotta say it so loud, you know

I’m just tryin' to keep my people proud

I’m the one they counting on to bring the members around

I ain’t kiddin' my mind is far from small child

I’m on some Mike Tyson shit up in the first round

Knock ya down

And then I smile

Throw in the towel

I’m so foul

X-rayin' every girl blouse

Forgive me, I’m back calm now

Less energy

Late-ly

I don’t know what’s gotten in to me


[Hook]


[Verse 3]

My heart beats

Echoes into the cold streets

Where nightmares and darkness begin to meet

As I see

Nobody cares about my history

Not even me

Holdin' tight to my rosary

I’m just hoping, someone notice me

Hopefully

Sign a CD

But right now, does it look too shabby, T?

Look down can't even see my feet

Everything's blurry

But now, no more worries for me

Maybe go on Maury

As the rapper that used to be

These days they won't even accept me

Except me

Some Excedrin

To get rid of conception

Drugs are a blessing

To someone with no breakfast, damn

It’s so hard being exited, out

Tryna figure out

What my whole life's been about

Can't even do that right

Will I ever see the light?

We back in the limelight Mike?


[Hook]