Flash Backs

Man
I'm having flashbacks
From my past

When I be in the club
All the hoes think I'm mad

I be like
H nah

Baby
You can
Gon ahead and dance

And besides
I just made
Another twenty bands

I blew another five
In Louis
I be going ham

I got these
Old hoes
Tryna find out who I am

It's Willie Bee
These bitches know me
Cause I'm in the streets

I'm knee-deep
It's concrete
It ain't no flaw in me

Them flashbacks
Always seem to comeback
Haunting me

I did
A lot of dirt
And kept some bad company

Them bricks and bales
I sold
It made me live comfortably

I go hard
I stay hard
It ain't no front on me

I have a hard time
Dealing with my past

I shot at n
I sold weed, I sold glass

I made
The baddest hoes have to
Kiss my ass

Ya d right
Ya know a n gone brag

I have a hard time
Dealing with my past

I shot at n
I sold weed, I sold glass

I made
The baddest hoes have to
Kiss my ass

Ya d right
Ya know a n gone brag

You ever had that feeling
You was being watched

You ever had that habit
That you couldn't stop

It take a lot of chances
For this life to pop

And you could lose it all
From a gunshot

I was dealing weight
Wit my mans out of state

Heavy set n
But he wanted major weight

Dummy brick
Had to bake that little baby a cake

Playing chess
Not Checkers
No stalemate

Before I sleep
I pray I see
Another day

Calculated moves
On this road I take

Watch out for the snakes
Watch out for the fakes

Momma told me That
The day I left her place

I have a hard time
Dealing with my past

I shot at n
I sold weed, I sold glass

I made
The baddest hoes have to
Kiss my ass

Ya d right
Ya know a n gone brag

I have a hard time
Dealing with my past

I shot at n
I sold weed, I sold glass

I made
The baddest hoes have to
Kiss my ass

Ya d right
Ya know a n gone brag