Way Back
We go way back, way back we go
Was'nt playing with niggas
Seen through bitches like peepholes
The hottest click around, bomb ass trio
Two nigga's and a bitch that set it off like cleo
Big future the label, just as big egos
Flamed up, had us standing out like meat moles
Chaotic mist the click mind,body, soul
Can't lie we lived and learned life
In them ghettos
The best and worst of times
Nah wouldn't change those
'Cause nobody does it like me
And my migos and we go
We go way back
Like 'fo flats on a Cadillac
Thats my nigga
Yea yea
We go, way way way back
Like 'fo flats on a Cadillac
That's my nigga'
We go way way
My kinpholk cloud nine
Now them was some good times
Sadly, he was taken from us way back in '99
Boy how time fly, but boy was that my guy
Never forget, he jumped off the porch
At the age of nine
Hustling ass nigga' red or blue
Would'nt pick a side
He said how you gone make money
And throw up signs
Yea he was sho, right remembering those nights
Rolling them j's up, man we stayed so high
And this is all truth I tell you no lies
I witness my kinpholk make ten G's in one night
We go way back
Like 'fo flats on a Cadillac
Thats my nigga
Yea yea
We go way way way back
Like 'fo flats on a Cadillac
That's my nigga nigga
We go way way
Was'nt playing with niggas
Seen through bitches like peepholes
The hottest click around, bomb ass trio
Two nigga's and a bitch that set it off like cleo
Big future the label, just as big egos
Flamed up, had us standing out like meat moles
Chaotic mist the click mind,body, soul
Can't lie we lived and learned life
In them ghettos
The best and worst of times
Nah wouldn't change those
'Cause nobody does it like me
And my migos and we go
We go way back
Like 'fo flats on a Cadillac
Thats my nigga
Yea yea
We go, way way way back
Like 'fo flats on a Cadillac
That's my nigga'
We go way way
My kinpholk cloud nine
Now them was some good times
Sadly, he was taken from us way back in '99
Boy how time fly, but boy was that my guy
Never forget, he jumped off the porch
At the age of nine
Hustling ass nigga' red or blue
Would'nt pick a side
He said how you gone make money
And throw up signs
Yea he was sho, right remembering those nights
Rolling them j's up, man we stayed so high
And this is all truth I tell you no lies
I witness my kinpholk make ten G's in one night
We go way back
Like 'fo flats on a Cadillac
Thats my nigga
Yea yea
We go way way way back
Like 'fo flats on a Cadillac
That's my nigga nigga
We go way way
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Writer(s): Deana Dupree
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