Been A Long Time
It's been a long time, a time I shouldn't left you
Without a Mustard beat to step to
Flex to, let loose, finesse to
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too
It's been a long time, a time I shouldn't left you
Without a Mustard beat to step to
Flex to, let loose, finesse to
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too
Aw damn, no they didn't
Three Musketeers back together and they winning
And they getting too much money
Turn niggas rich then the crew must love me
4Hunnid chain by the tummy
Skinny jeans, thing hang by the tummy
Don't underestimate me buddy
This 4 pound bark I had to tell it hush puppy
You chasing ghosts like Pac man
We chasing being rich ass black man
I got dough but I gotta keep this dough coming
I don't rock designer, I design, 4Hunnid
I must be an entrepreneur or something
Gotta fuck your bitch, playing, always tryna pursue something
Me and Ty was bool, me and Mustard fell off
Now we picking up where we left off
It's been a long time, a time I shouldn't left you
Without a Mustard beat to step to
Flex to, let loose, finesse to
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too
It's been a long time, a time I shouldn't left you
Without a Mustard beat to step to
Flex to, let loose, finesse to
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too
Aw shit yeah they did
Three of America's most wanted
The one that got the wet back started
That bullshit we back on it, ayy
I was out getting it
I was up late night always trying to stare
Always seen the big picture
Always ten toes stomp down like a real nigga (oh ya)
Had to make my own rules
Had to set examples for my young bools
Sucka nigga do when he can
Rich nigga do what he want to
Been a long time since you seen us
Well nigga this the re-up
Bad bitch in the Lamb with her feet up
Tell my nigga Mustard keep the beat up
It's been a long time, a time I shouldn't left you
Without a Mustard beat to step to
Flex to, let loose, finesse to
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too
It's been a long time, a time I shouldn't left you
Without a Mustard beat to step to
Flex to, let loose, finesse to
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too
Without a Mustard beat to step to
Flex to, let loose, finesse to
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too
It's been a long time, a time I shouldn't left you
Without a Mustard beat to step to
Flex to, let loose, finesse to
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too
Aw damn, no they didn't
Three Musketeers back together and they winning
And they getting too much money
Turn niggas rich then the crew must love me
4Hunnid chain by the tummy
Skinny jeans, thing hang by the tummy
Don't underestimate me buddy
This 4 pound bark I had to tell it hush puppy
You chasing ghosts like Pac man
We chasing being rich ass black man
I got dough but I gotta keep this dough coming
I don't rock designer, I design, 4Hunnid
I must be an entrepreneur or something
Gotta fuck your bitch, playing, always tryna pursue something
Me and Ty was bool, me and Mustard fell off
Now we picking up where we left off
It's been a long time, a time I shouldn't left you
Without a Mustard beat to step to
Flex to, let loose, finesse to
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too
It's been a long time, a time I shouldn't left you
Without a Mustard beat to step to
Flex to, let loose, finesse to
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too
Aw shit yeah they did
Three of America's most wanted
The one that got the wet back started
That bullshit we back on it, ayy
I was out getting it
I was up late night always trying to stare
Always seen the big picture
Always ten toes stomp down like a real nigga (oh ya)
Had to make my own rules
Had to set examples for my young bools
Sucka nigga do when he can
Rich nigga do what he want to
Been a long time since you seen us
Well nigga this the re-up
Bad bitch in the Lamb with her feet up
Tell my nigga Mustard keep the beat up
It's been a long time, a time I shouldn't left you
Without a Mustard beat to step to
Flex to, let loose, finesse to
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too
It's been a long time, a time I shouldn't left you
Without a Mustard beat to step to
Flex to, let loose, finesse to
Nigga, nigga, nigga, nigga, bang your set too
Credits
Writer(s): William Griffin, Eric Barrier, James Brown, Bobby Byrd, Charles A. Bobbit, Chris E. Martin
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