Back Then

Aye aye aye manny look look look they bucked a U
They bucked U you know what to do
You know what to do
Come on man turn that music up
Man turn that shit up

Nomo riding in stolos
Back then I was running from popos
Everyday make sure that you get mo
Young nigga give fuck about a broke hoe
Back then I was stuck in a deep hole
Now I got this rap in a chock hold
Some niggas ain't stick to the G code
I don't know you you ain't my people

Back then I was dodging them people
3 glocks and they all illegal
In a hot box smoking on reefa
Hop out hawk you down like a cheata
Back then I was for all the beef
New city now look at me
Young nigga turnt up like a beat
Wake up everyday and repeat
Hell naw I ain't serving no geeks
I'm serving to nerds and freaks
Back then I was sprinting through creeks
Hop out shake the law on feet
White forces and a new white tee
Trying to ice out the whole FP
Back then I was broke on e
Shut up stop talking to me
I don't listen if it don't make sense
Ain't broke but I'm tryna get rich
Low key and behind dark tints
Probably catch me riding with sticks
Or riding with pounds or bricks
I'm fresh now they want to take pics
Heart cold almost made me sick
Back then I wasn't talking about shit

Nomo riding in stolos
Back then I was running from popos
Everyday make sure that you get mo
Young nigga give fuck about a broke hoe
Back then I was stuck in a deep hole
Now I got this rap in a chock hold
Some niggas ain't stick to the G code
I don't know you you ain't my people

A real young boss stomp on the gas and get loss
I'm staying on track like a hawk
Keep green ain't talking lacoste
I'm piling up racks in a vault
Getting game from gangstas I'm taught
And that jewelry is fake that you bought
Better move fast don't get caught(fazpase)
Back then it was lost after lost
Niggas broke ain't nobody fault
All that talking a get you knocked off
Pussy good my socks slipped off
Gas hitting so hard I cough
Paper route like I'm with young dolph
You ain't talking no money back off
Bars got the mic hot like hot sauce
And that nigga be stunting he a show off
Ain't nothing happening baby you cut off
Like ricky get shot with a sawed off
Dump his ass now we back to the trap house
Aye that lil hoe sneaky something like a mouse
Ain't nothing in a trap but a fucking couch
Back then I ain't have nothing but a ounce
Leveled up now you better watch your fucking mouth

Nomo riding in stolos
Back then I was running from popos
Everyday make sure that you get mo
Young nigga give fuck about a broke hoe
Back then I was stuck in a deep hole
Now I got this rap in a chock hold
Some niggas ain't stick to the G code
I don't know you you ain't my people



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Writer(s): Gerale Corley Sr, Mehedi Mounir
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