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I been thinking
‘bout the old days old times
When I didn’t have to worry
‘bout the other side
Now I grip a nine all day
With no food on my plate
and to see a mother cry
In da summer time
b*tch I had to serve no time to play
I’m getting to dis money
fu*k outta my way
Homicide ya my brodi beat
a couple cases
Ten shots broad day no face no case
If I told u dat I got den
I got u yea I promise
I been sellin’ work to da
sick like a pharmist
So many said dey ride for me
but dey wasn't honest
So many said dey die for me
but dey broke a promise
I did my time I mean it
I earned my stripe
I’m sinnin’ wid my team
We baggin’ ‘em ps
I’m done wid ‘em fiends
I need a second chance oh please
Mobbin’ m m mobbin’ mobbin’
I rap for my hood b*tch I’m robin
I pass the ball
to my crew I’m lobbin’ it
So many tears my mom
wasted she be sobbin’
I’m done slangin’ drugs how ironic
I wanna feed my dawg like honestly
I wanna see
If I’m makin’ it out or
restin’ in peace oh please
(I been thinking ‘bout my old days)
(I been thinking ‘bout my old times)
(I’m on my grind)
(It’s my time to shine)
I been thinking
‘bout the old days old times
When I didn’t have to worry
‘bout the other side
Now I grip a nine all day
With no food on my plate
and to see a mother cry
In da summer time b*tch
I had to serve no time to play
I’m getting to dis money
fu*k outta my way
Homicide ya my brodi
beat a couple cases
Ten shots broad day no face no case
I been thinking
‘bout the old days old times
When I didn’t have to worry
‘bout the other side
Now I grip a nine all day
With no food on my plate
and to see a mother cry
In da summer time b*tch
I had to serve no time to play
I’m getting to dis money
fu*k outta my way
Homicide ya my brodi
beat a couple cases
Ten shots broad day no face no case