In 2012, Scott signed his first major-label contract with Epic Records and a publishing deal with Kanye West's GOOD Music. In April 2013, he signed a joint-recording contract with Epic and T.I.'s Grand Hustle imprint. Scott's first full-length project, the mixtape OWL PHARAOH, was self-released in 2013. It was followed with a second mixtape, Days Before Rodeo, in 2014. His debut studio album, Rodeo (2015), was led by the hit single "Antidote". His second album, Birds in the Trap Sing McKnight (2016), became his first number one album on the Billboard 200. The following year, Scott released a collaborative album with Quavo titled Huncho Jack, Jack Huncho under the group name Huncho Jack.
In 2018, his third studio album, ASTROWORLD, was released to critical acclaim and produced his first Billboard Hot 100 number one single, "SICKO MODE". In late 2019, Scott's record label Cactus Jack Records released the compilation album JACKBOYS, which topped the Billboard 200. After the release of his single "FRANCHISE (feat. Young Thug & M.I.A.)" in 2020, Scott became the first artist on the Hot 100 to have three songs debut at number one in less than a year.
Scott has gained notoriety for controversies and legal issues regarding safety at his concerts. In November 2021, a mass-casualty crowd crush occurred during Scott's performance at the Astroworld Festival in his hometown of Houston, Texas, killing ten people and injuring hundreds of others.
On July 28, 2023, Scott released his fourth studio album UTOPIA, which became his fourth consectutive number one album on the Billboard 200.
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Way Back
Travi$ Scott Lyrics
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Woah, yeah boy
Woah, yeah boy
Don't wet no more
I need fake niggas to get way back
James Harden with the range on me nigga way back
Homie start switchin' lanes, I thought we went way back
I can't get no rest (we in the house)
I fall asleep with a TEC (rack)
Stashin' all the pills in my desk (rack)
Wearin' every chain on my neck (we in the house)
I can't get no rest (come on)
I ride around with a TEC (champ)
Stashin' all the pills in my desk (champ)
Wearin' every chain on my neck (go crazy on 'em)
Woah, wait
It's summer time, why they tryna throw shade?
All these wins I can never go state (yeah)
Ufc I'm tapping to my old ways (alright)
I'm addressing shit like I'm on Waze
Showed ya love, ain't show it back in OK
Like the girl that she go both ways
Dropped the Rodeo, I dodged a bull like olé
Hopped in the Bronco, skrrt off like OJ (yeah)
Flew with that sound, nigga, got that Coldplay
I be (yeah) makin' mils, made it to a hobby (It's lit!)
Don't bring that to the crib, keep that in the lobby
You never seen the city unless you land at Hobby
I'm so loaded off the pills, so don't ever try me
So if you see me solo dolo, you know what that mean
I need fake niggas to get way back
James Harden with the range on me nigga way back
Homie start switchin' lanes, I thought we went way back
I can't get no rest (we in the house)
I fall asleep with a TEC (rack)
If I take a sip, take the rest
Wearin' every chain on my neck (we in the house)
I can't get no rest (come on)
I ride around with a TEC (champ)
Stashin' all the pills in my desk (champ)
Wearin' every chain on my neck (go crazy on 'em)
(We in the house)
Look boy, boy don't believe what's on your TV
Look boy, don't you sit close to the TV
Look boy, seeing is believing
Look boy, look boy (yeah)
Would it be unlawful (yeah)
To spend a Sunday moon in a brothel
And share pics from the camera?
But they'll be quick to turn that into a scandal
I'm down in the Meadows
Slidin' down the waterfall, creep to the ghetto
Need my Rio de Janeiro
And I'm swimmin' out that bitch
Michael Phelps with the medals
So visit me (yeah)
I just built a castle deep (yeah-yeah)
In them trees (yeah)
That's how I get them Backwoods free (yeah-yeah)
This right here some savagery (yeah-yeah)
Bend it back for me (yeah-yeah)
Way-way back for me (yeah-yeah)
Way-way back for me
Way-way back for me
Way-way back for me
The first few lines of "Way Back" by Travi$ Scott, finds him declaring not to allow any more fake people around him. He then adds to the song lyrics by referencing James Harden, one of the NBA's elite basketball player, as he boasts that he has the range in the same way as Harden. Travis explains his disappointment with a friend who started to change and acts like they were never even close friends saying, "homie start switchin' lanes, I thought we went way back." This line refers to the betrayal of a friend of Travis' who has suddenly started acting distant without explanation.
The upcoming lines of the song reveal his unstable mental state, and how he can't get any rest due to his drug addiction. Travis raps about riding around with a TEC, stashing pills in his desk and how he's always invested in wearing every chain on his neck. He goes on to talk about his fame, boasting that he's making millions and his drug addiction behind closed doors. Travis sings about how he's so loaded on pills that he shouldn't be tried. The rest of the song finds him bragging about his achievements, making it clear that he has put in the necessary hard work to get here and deserves every bit of it.
Line by Line Meaning
Woah, yeah boy
Expression of excitement and enthusiasm
Don't wet no more
Stop wasting time and messing around
I need fake niggas to get way back
I don't want fake people around me, they should stay away
James Harden with the range on me nigga way back
I'm always prepared for anything, like NBA star James Harden with his long-range shots
Homie start switchin' lanes, I thought we went way back
My friend is changing direction in life, and it feels like we're not on the same page anymore
I can't get no rest (we in the house)
I'm constantly busy and can't take a break (in the studio)
I fall asleep with a TEC (rack)
I feel like I need to be protected even when I'm sleeping, so I keep my gun close
Stashin' all the pills in my desk (rack)
I've got drugs hidden in my desk, ready for whenever I need them
Wearin' every chain on my neck (we in the house)
I've got so much wealth that I can wear all my chains at once
I ride around with a TEC (champ)
I carry my gun with me wherever I go, to stay in control and protect myself
Don't bring that to the crib, keep that in the lobby
Don't bring any drama or trouble to my house, keep it outside
You never seen the city unless you land at Hobby
You haven't really experienced my city unless you arrive at Hobby airport
So if you see me solo dolo, you know what that mean
If you see me alone, it means I want to be left alone
Look boy, boy don't believe what's on your TV
Don't trust everything you see on TV
Seeing is believing
Only when you see it with your own eyes, can you truly believe it
Would it be unlawful (yeah) To spend a Sunday moon in a brothel
Is it illegal to spend time at a brothel on a Sunday night?
And share pics from the camera?
And post pictures from the experience?
But they'll be quick to turn that into a scandal
People will easily judge and create drama from anything they see
I'm down in the Meadows Slidin' down the waterfall, creep to the ghetto
I'm in a beautiful and peaceful place, but I still have to be careful and watch my surroundings
Need my Rio de Janeiro
I need a place where I can feel free and enjoy life
And I'm swimmin' out that bitch Michael Phelps with the medals
And when I get there, I'll be swimming like Olympic champion Michael Phelps
I just built a castle deep (yeah-yeah) In them trees (yeah)
I've created my own paradise where I feel comfortable and safe
That's how I get them Backwoods free (yeah-yeah)
I grow my own tobacco and roll my own cigars, so I don't have to pay for them
This right here some savagery (yeah-yeah)
This lifestyle and behavior is wild and violent
Bend it back for me (yeah-yeah)
Show me some love and respect
Way-way back for me
Take me back to the good old days, where things were easier and simpler
Lyrics © Ultra Tunes, BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Jacques Webster, Carlton Mays, Chauncey Hollis, Magnus Hoiberg, Roget Chahayed, Michael Dean, Brittany Hazzard, Scott Mescudi, Kasseem Dean
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