Voices From the Past

Yeah
Aye
Yeah
Yeah
So the story goes

Came a long way from the brick
Did it my way no kizzy
Took a vacay, took a trip
Treat it like it's my city
Smoking high grade in the whip
Think this bih go 150
Came a long way from the sticks
But I still keep my sticky

Came a long way from the brick
Did it my way no kizzy
Took a vacay, took a trip
Treat it like it's my city
Smoking high grade in the whip
Think this bih go 150
Came a long way from the sticks
But I still keep my sticky

Keep that glizzy, yea
Keep that glizzy
Keep that with me
Keep that with me
Got my bitch, yeah she with me
So sadity
We gone, yea

Treat it like my city
I wake up I gotta get it
My shorty got ass and titties
This actual what we living
Come with it it cost a ticket
I'm with it
I'm bout my business
I'm trying to go cop a bentley
Let run it like it was fitness
My pockets got they own neck rolls
Stuffing them hoes with bank rolls
Keep my bread in the kitchen but ain't nowhere that I can't go
Invest it you got to let go
It gone come back like echo
Got elbows just like a moshpit
My diamonds dancing like techno

Keep that glizzy, yea
Keep that glizzy
Keep that with me
Keep that with me
Got my bitch, yeah she with me
So sadity
We gone, yea

Came a long way from the brick
Did it my way no kizzy
Took a vacay, took a trip
Treat it like it's my city
Smoking high grade in the whip
Think this bih go 150
Came a long way from the sticks
But I still keep my sticky

Came a long way from the brick
Did it my way no kizzy
Took a vacay, took a trip
Treat it like it's my city
Smoking high grade in the whip
Think this bih go 150
Came a long way from the sticks
But I still keep my sticky



Credits
Writer(s): Julian Pacheco Lazo
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