Talkin To You

Put it all into perspective
Yea
Back in the day
Back in the day
When I was young I'm not a

Back in the day
When I was young
I'm not a kid anymore

I used to think I had a lot of friends
Till I realize them niggas just pretend
Thought me and my shorty would never end
Till she gave it up to one of my mans
Used to think bloods thicker than water
Till I needed a father
That nigga didn't bother
Stepdaddy had no honour
Did dirt behind my mother's back
Besides some other facts
Growing good in the hood
Wasn't easy like some other task
Teachers and preachers
Ain't teach you bout that other math
Sell crack coke or a pussy hole for money bags
Used to think shorty was hella bad
Till I realize she was just hurt inside
And hella sad
Ex man did her dirty
Got her feeling unworthy
Made a vow before 30
She gotta get then stacks
Get em girl without a pretty nigga getting half
Pink furs trips to NY bring metal back

I used to think had it figured out
Till I was locked up again in a cell
Thinking what the hell
Just sitting by myself
Quiet as kept
Without a word to tell
Mhmm
That's when I seen it
These demons are the reason
Lost souls shouting a screaming
Lie cheating and stealing
Killin' they own people
Sellin' they own freedom
Just to buy sex a Rolex and a 2 seater

Back in the day
When I was young
I'm not a kid anymore

Back in the day
When I was young
I'm not a kid anymore

I used to think my friend was mad dope
Till I realized it was just the coke
Thought it was cool
Get turned act a fool
Till' the same shit turned her to a ghost
What glitters aint gold
These dudes they front without a mould
Want cause they don't know
Flaunt what they don't own
For likes on a mobile phone
Together we all alone
While the rich man laugh
Cause most of us niggas broke

They used to think Toronto was a joke
Till they started calling Drizzy Drake the G.O.A.T
Thought my city would crown me cause of my flow
But then I realize, shit I ain't a hoe
I guess it's who you know
Or maybe who you blow
Or who tryna fuck gonna put you on a show
You better have a team for your dream if its to grow
Like a seed that you sow
But the field's mad cold
Way deep beneath the snow

I used to call my self a have not
Till' I realized I really had a lot
Amen
Heart full of love and a mind full of thoughts
God bless every day that I got
Even days that I lost
Cause the lessons paid off
Turn a L to a spliff
At the school of hard knocks
Fuck a shoulder with a chip
Nigga time to brush it off
It ain't all about the drip
It's the secrets in the sauce

Back in the day
When I was young
I'm not a kid anymore

Back in the day
When I was young
I'm not a kid anymore

Back in the day
When I was young
I'm not a kid anymore

Back in the day
When I was young
I'm not a kid anymore



Credits
Writer(s): Trishana Reid
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