Shed Days (feat. Q the Genius & Big Spazzo RGE)

Aye
Remember times at the shed
Smoking, chilling, rapping
Scraping up the change, going to get a blacky
Where tf is Supa text him like what happened
Where tf is Bee at, he wasting time i need that
Fuck we gon stroll, to the Citgo
Through the hot and cold
The set was all we know
The bitches come and go but I never lost my bros
One nigga pulled the pole and I stood ten toes

Oh I remember that, I ran across the field
Bro hit me with the issue, got to check that who it is
Man I don't give a fuck if it's a grown man or a kid
You playing with my bro right here, then you know what it is
That old nigga was cap and shit he could get whacked
But then he called the people on me, we ain't playing like that
So we gon keep it moving, bumping Scooter and Gucci
Through the bandos and bread, still came back to the shed
Ducked off got to watch the road, always looking ahead
Damn bro their go the folks, we was smoking fye to the head
Damn bro leave us alone, I'm just getting high with my friend
Threw the roaches then hit the road but we coming back again
Remember times playing madden
We wasn't worried about captions
I was trying to pound on a bad thang, breaking up the money not fractions
It was a cold world, we adapted
Walking round so called lacking, they ain't never try to step on us once
Ain't matter if we was packing, we just knew we was the hottest rappers
Respectful killers and trappers, fitting in with my ghetto friends
But I know I'm way to dapper
Fentanyl might take them all but I pray they make it to the rapture
Hit the mall then we all ball, til the card crackers get captured
Niggas talking that bullshit, a get a tic tac for the tactics