Way Back When

We on it, we get, we stack it, we gone
Ain't flipping paper, then what is you on
Hvlo and Ramesses, you want to be clones
Pipe up they function, they pull out they phone

Dug up the closet, found nothing but bones
Yard full of sticks and they filled em with stones
Dug up the closet, found nothing but bones
Yard full of sticks and they filled em with stones

I remember dingy dirty ecko
All alone wit echos
Stompin' out a hater whether timberlands or shell toes
Started in the pit so I can spit till I get strep throat
We deserve a spot, I got my five and we up next though

We gone live forever cause we clever check the stats
They gone love the way we kept a smile wit daggers in our back
We immortal, I'll forever be recorded on a track
In three thousand twenty five they gone bump this back to back

It ain't no time for no slacking cause that lackin' could getchu smacked
can't assume you got the time because the time is what we lack
Gotta get up and go it no delay no looking back
Give ya family sum to talk about if you ever get wacked

We gone be remembered cause we started what they jacked
Got the Tom for little Jerry, never cheesin' wit a rat
If it's one thing I remember from the roaches in the back
Gotta stay up on yah pivot, they gone sneak behind ya back

We on it, we get, we stack it, we gone
Ain't flipping paper, then what is you on
Hvlo and Ramesses, you want to be clones
Pipe up they function, they pull out they phone

Dug up the closet, found nothing but bones
Yard full of sticks and they filled em with stones
Dug up the closet, found nothing but bones
Yard full of sticks and they filled em with stones

I have never been one to start shit
But, like any fake news, it ends quick
I'll put the heat to ya wig, watch ends split
I got precision with vision, attention

Pops told me if you gone show it, then aim son
Brother told me never forget where you came from
Mother told me if you gone fuck 'em then claim one
Told my momma sorry, you know I'm my daddy son

I've been in and outta hoes, like I'm in and outta homes
Had to raise my little brother, pray he never raise the chrome
Told him he should do better, cause he next to claim the throne
And to fuck her best friend, when you in the friend zone

I remember broke days in that old Honda accord
Now I'm stacking paper, tryna buy a brand new Porsche
Imma bring up all my niggas, anyone who show support
Imma spoil my momma she gave me what she couldn't afford

We on it, we get, we stack it, we gone
Ain't flipping paper, then what is you on
Hvlo and Ramesses, you want to be clones
Pipe up they function, they pull out they phone

Dug up the closet, found nothing but bones
Yard full of sticks and they filled em with stones
Dug up the closet, found nothing but bones
Yard full of sticks and they filled em with stones