This is a hauntingly beautiful song about introspection, specifically about looking back at a relationship that started bad and ended so poorly, that the narrator wants to go back to the very beginning and tell himself to not even travel down that road. I believe that the relationship started poorly because of the lines:
"Take me back to the night we met:When the night was full of terrors: And your eyes were filled with tears: When you had not touched me yet"
So, the first night was not a great start, but the narrator pursued the relationship and eventually both overcame the rough start to fall in love with each other:
"I had all and then most of you"
Like many relationships that turn sour, it was not a quick decline, but a gradual one where the narrator and their partner fall out of love and gradually grow apart
"Some and now none of you"
Losing someone who was once everything in your world, who you could confide in, tell your secrets to, share all the most intimate parts of your life, to being strangers with that person is probably one of the most painful experiences a person can go through. So Painful, the narrator wants to go back in time and tell himself to not even pursue the relationship.
This was the perfect song for "13 Reasons Why"
It's 2017 nigga
Welcome home 'wop, blurr
Shawty Redd, new bitch nigga, y'all niggas motherfuck' at?
Pyrex pot
East Atlanta, Zone 6
Trap house
Nigga where y'all think this shit started from, nigga
It's Gucci
Ay Guc', welcome home my nigga, I salute to you my nigga
Ay, hol' up
Let me take you back to my Shawty Redd days
Just sold ten bales, pulled up to the club blazed
In an all-red Charger with some with some on-set trays
Hittin' on all-red kush, got on all-red J's
Got a trap house in the 6 with a 12-foot fence
I'm Guwop the walkin' lick but can't nobody take shit
Had to shut the trap down, the red Dolce's hit
Had to crack it back up, the red dogs ain't shit
See your pack just touched, everybody want bricks
So you can tell the black cats they can suck my dick
It's just a Sun Valley nigga, I'm had tryna get rich
I killed your dog yesterday, you can call me Mike Vick
Say you never met a killer, then you never met me
Hold up, hold up, they done let the 'wop free
Hold up, hold up, he say he want a hundred keys
Well pull up, pull up, none for you and more for me
Gucci how you feel, like the richest nigga ever
Twenty-seventeen, still the slickest nigga ever
Ain't nobody in my lane, ain't nobody on my level
Leave the house without a strap, nigga never fuckin' ever
This a customized belt, so you would never fuckin' ever
Let a bitch stress me, I would never fuckin' ever
Let a nigga press me, I would never fuckin' ever
(It's Gucci!)
They say never say never but I never fuckin' ever
(It's Gucci!)
Don't go with my main squeeze, she ain't gotta fuck me
But bitch ain't never met a nigga that can hustle like me
And you'll never meet a nigga with a duffel like me
With the money and the mind and the muscle like me
I done rob so many niggas I can't even trust me
Gotta walk in with the strap, they can never search me
Call me Gucci the unmercable, they'll never merc me
I just bought a new convertible, they'll never touch me
I hate mice, I hate rats, nigga that's my pet peeve
I throw stacks, I shoot dice, nigga I'm so side street
If you ain't 'bout lettin' that pistol go, don't stand beside me
Said Guwop ain't got eight figures, I feel like you're tryin' me
'Wop
Gucci how you feel, like the richest nigga ever
Twenty-seventeen, still the slickest nigga ever
Ain't nobody in my lane, ain't nobody on my level
Leave the house without a strap, nigga never fuckin' ever
This a customized belt, so you would never fuckin' ever
Let a bitch stress me, I would never fuckin' ever
Let a nigga press me, I would never fuckin' ever
They say never say never but I never fuckin' ever
(It's Gucci!)
Welcome home 'wop, blurr
Shawty Redd, new bitch nigga, y'all niggas motherfuck' at?
Pyrex pot
East Atlanta, Zone 6
Trap house
Nigga where y'all think this shit started from, nigga
It's Gucci
Ay Guc', welcome home my nigga, I salute to you my nigga
Ay, hol' up
Let me take you back to my Shawty Redd days
Just sold ten bales, pulled up to the club blazed
In an all-red Charger with some with some on-set trays
Hittin' on all-red kush, got on all-red J's
Got a trap house in the 6 with a 12-foot fence
I'm Guwop the walkin' lick but can't nobody take shit
Had to shut the trap down, the red Dolce's hit
Had to crack it back up, the red dogs ain't shit
See your pack just touched, everybody want bricks
So you can tell the black cats they can suck my dick
It's just a Sun Valley nigga, I'm had tryna get rich
I killed your dog yesterday, you can call me Mike Vick
Say you never met a killer, then you never met me
Hold up, hold up, they done let the 'wop free
Hold up, hold up, he say he want a hundred keys
Well pull up, pull up, none for you and more for me
Gucci how you feel, like the richest nigga ever
Twenty-seventeen, still the slickest nigga ever
Ain't nobody in my lane, ain't nobody on my level
Leave the house without a strap, nigga never fuckin' ever
This a customized belt, so you would never fuckin' ever
Let a bitch stress me, I would never fuckin' ever
Let a nigga press me, I would never fuckin' ever
(It's Gucci!)
They say never say never but I never fuckin' ever
(It's Gucci!)
Don't go with my main squeeze, she ain't gotta fuck me
But bitch ain't never met a nigga that can hustle like me
And you'll never meet a nigga with a duffel like me
With the money and the mind and the muscle like me
I done rob so many niggas I can't even trust me
Gotta walk in with the strap, they can never search me
Call me Gucci the unmercable, they'll never merc me
I just bought a new convertible, they'll never touch me
I hate mice, I hate rats, nigga that's my pet peeve
I throw stacks, I shoot dice, nigga I'm so side street
If you ain't 'bout lettin' that pistol go, don't stand beside me
Said Guwop ain't got eight figures, I feel like you're tryin' me
'Wop
Gucci how you feel, like the richest nigga ever
Twenty-seventeen, still the slickest nigga ever
Ain't nobody in my lane, ain't nobody on my level
Leave the house without a strap, nigga never fuckin' ever
This a customized belt, so you would never fuckin' ever
Let a bitch stress me, I would never fuckin' ever
Let a nigga press me, I would never fuckin' ever
They say never say never but I never fuckin' ever
(It's Gucci!)
Lyrics submitted by Mellow_Harsher
Ever Lyrics as written by Demetrius Lee Stewart Radric Davis
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
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