Yesterday

It's too much envy in the air
Where the fuck the love at
Ay let's put some in the air
Where tf the drugs at
They thought my phone was dying
Cause I kept asking where the plug at
All 4 of us had 5 a piece
We went and bought a dub sacc
That money my fiancé
I'm smoking wedding cake
Like a bomb I'm finna blow imma Detonate
I had to cut off all them niggas cause They was dead weight
C moody died 3 years ago but it feel Like yesterday

Dreams turn to nightmares in my City
That's why I sleep with a glock
Act like I'm deaf when I see 12 ainn Finna speak to no cops
Nicknamed her green light cause she Going
I don't think she ever gone stop
Fuck a job I'm punching in verses I Aint punching no clock
Down to my last
My head hurting thinking bout my Past
Basketball team
Coach came and cut me like the grass
Got kicked out of school
Ainn get to graduate with the class
Be careful with my heart
My shit made out of glass
Gave it to that bitch and she broke it
Everytime you see him he with his Cuzzin
You'll think he was loc
He on his third strike
Tryna stay in his lane like he bowling
Last time I seen her she was on the Poll ainn talking bout voting

It's too much envy in the air
Where the fuck the love at
Ayy let's put some in the air
Where the fuck the drugs at
They thought my phone was dying
Cause I kept asking where the plug at
All 4 of us had 5 a piece
We went in on dub sack
I had to cut off them niggas cause They was dead weight
C moody died 3 years ago but it feel Like yesterday

That shit feel like yesterday
Gotta keep that glizzy on me like I'm Jefe
Might fuck around and perm my money tryna get my check straight
But something in my head said richey Stop you can get it better ways
Like a pair of prescription glasses
We gone see better days
But they don't want to see me on
They rather see me gone
Wanna do me like they did lil Lonnie
Cause they know what's going on
But they know my songs real
They gone play my songs still
I just wanna live long
I ain't tryna see long live

It's too much envy in the air
Where the fuck the love at
Ay let's put some in the air
Where the fuck the drugs at
They thought my phone was dying
Cause I kept asking where the plug at
All 4 of us had 5 a piece
We went in on dub sack
I had to cut off them niggas cause They was dead weight
C moody died 3 years ago but it feel Like yesterday



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Writer(s): Leandrae Richey
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