Letras
Yeah, let me take y'all back in the day
Cop that, man, boss, N.P
Uh, you couldn't fuck with me on your best day
Need that work, we can get it to you next day
I reminisce 'bout back in the day
Kickin' back, smokin', thinkin' that the game done changed
Movin' fast, quick cash, no, it won't last
I'm flyin' coach, but the tree, I brought first class
I do math, add, multiply, subtract
Big body, can't park in the compact
I'm all in, y'all worried 'bout the drop back
I take risks, tryna add to my tall stacks
No time, never give your bitch a call back
Cup full, never drinkin' out a small glass
I cut class way back in the day
I was the kid with the tree on campus, man
I couldn't concentrate in class, rolled a swisher or the zag
This was way before them dabs, raw papers or them bags
Now it's four turkey bags on my way to smooth the cash
If you comin' with that mid-grade, you know I have to pass
'Cause it's top shelf only, forecast cloudy and snowy
I got the money comin' fast and it's comin' in slowly, chea
Uh, you couldn't fuck with me on your best day
Need that work, we can get it to you next day
I reminisce 'bout back in the day
Kickin' back, smokin', thinkin' that the game done changed, ayy
You couldn't fuck with me on your best day
Need that work, we can get it to you next day
I reminisce 'bout back in the day
Kickin' back, smokin', thinkin', shit sure has changed, ayy
Chea, I'm tryna turn a thou to an M ticket
I'm a god, it's the mob, I was born in it
I pray to God, keep me away from fuck niggas
You ain't bulletproof, you can get touched, nigga
Thumbin' through that check with that pepper on me
Keep my grass cut, niggas tryna slither on me
Thought he my nig' 'til the nigga turned snitch on me
AOB, all on a bitch, homie
Thirty stick drippin' off the .40 cal'
Cross the squad, you get smoked like a pack of loud
Free my niggas that's locked down