Way Back When (Intro)
Aye aye aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye aye
I'll catch a nigga before I let em snake me
Pussy ass nigga he beatrayed me
Thinking shit sweet boy this ain't no gravy
I be out here in that field where the slaves be
Flipping packs ten minutes, shit tragic
Front the pack that's assist no Magic
FMJ's boy I let yo ass have it
Fuck school bitch I only liked adding
You was in class, bitch I was out trapping
Ask my teachers what the fuck I was doing
Had the best gas grade A student
Got the p's and they going Shaq on Magic
Thirty-two for sixteen, no capping
Baby girl wipe me down, no napkins
Use your tongue baby girl get nasty
She love my demeanor, say I'm so flashy
And this life that I live, bitch it's lavish
Trap out the bricks, then go sleep in my mama mansion
Ain't no mansion but it is when you ain't had it
You too broke bitch you can't even touch my fabric
Been balling bitch, since I was a tater tot
Before I let you take I swear to God I'll clear the block
You love that dirty bitch, well I just love my dirty glock
I went to school, I had 30 in a dirty sock
I came with nothing, never left that bitch without a knot
Father God I'm sorry for all them whites boys I robbed
I was sixteen steady screaming fuck a job
Ain't nothing changed, bitch I still ain't punched no motherfucking clock
I want that rolie on my wrist, it ain't no tic tot
White girls like Ken Bandz you got a big cock
I'm on that savage shit I catch you at that bus stop
Shamon took his kicks right off his feet that made my jaw drop
Heart of a lion when I come boy don't test me
It was me or him that nigga ain't stretch me
See you capping on that gram that shit stress me
All my losses was a motherfucking lesson
I'm still here bitch I'm counting all my blessings
Knew I was the man since I was eleven
Wanna die then come motherfucking test me
Open fire I just missed the lord blessed him
Aye aye aye
Aye
Aye aye aye
Aye
(4's N M's nigga)
Aye aye aye aye
Aye aye
Aye aye aye
I'll catch a nigga before I let em snake me
Pussy ass nigga he beatrayed me
Thinking shit sweet boy this ain't no gravy
I be out here in that field where the slaves be
Flipping packs ten minutes, shit tragic
Front the pack that's assist no Magic
FMJ's boy I let yo ass have it
Fuck school bitch I only liked adding
You was in class, bitch I was out trapping
Ask my teachers what the fuck I was doing
Had the best gas grade A student
Got the p's and they going Shaq on Magic
Thirty-two for sixteen, no capping
Baby girl wipe me down, no napkins
Use your tongue baby girl get nasty
She love my demeanor, say I'm so flashy
And this life that I live, bitch it's lavish
Trap out the bricks, then go sleep in my mama mansion
Ain't no mansion but it is when you ain't had it
You too broke bitch you can't even touch my fabric
Been balling bitch, since I was a tater tot
Before I let you take I swear to God I'll clear the block
You love that dirty bitch, well I just love my dirty glock
I went to school, I had 30 in a dirty sock
I came with nothing, never left that bitch without a knot
Father God I'm sorry for all them whites boys I robbed
I was sixteen steady screaming fuck a job
Ain't nothing changed, bitch I still ain't punched no motherfucking clock
I want that rolie on my wrist, it ain't no tic tot
White girls like Ken Bandz you got a big cock
I'm on that savage shit I catch you at that bus stop
Shamon took his kicks right off his feet that made my jaw drop
Heart of a lion when I come boy don't test me
It was me or him that nigga ain't stretch me
See you capping on that gram that shit stress me
All my losses was a motherfucking lesson
I'm still here bitch I'm counting all my blessings
Knew I was the man since I was eleven
Wanna die then come motherfucking test me
Open fire I just missed the lord blessed him
Aye aye aye
Aye
Aye aye aye
Aye
(4's N M's nigga)
Aye aye aye aye
Credits
Writer(s): Kennedy Patterson
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