[Verse 1: YL]
We had somethin' that was untouched
I gave you tough love
I've seen enough today, I'm tryna come up
I'm tryna blaze down, baby slow the pace up
You be trippin' like the shoes this is laced up
I'm tryna get it on the move, tryna make some
If you knockin' what's the use, better save up
I need a little bit o' gold and a pager
But this ain't '88, weather said it's 88
Shorty tried to play me wait, I told her think it over
Overthinkin', drunk when it's in and out the moment
Wild aromas when we smoke back
That's a throwback, shit only me and you would know that
Kodak film, 35 mill
Yo, yo it's that real
Y, I never stand still
I'm slapboxin' with my brother for the hand skills
If I can't get to you then my mans will
[Bridge: Samples Brighter Side of Darkness' 1973 "I'm a Loser"]
I know love
Ooh
Triple R (echoes)
Ooh
Oooh Ahh (baby)
Oooh (ooh, I won't)
YL (echoes)
[Verse 2: YL]
I see the future while I'm livin' in the right now
Y put the lights out, nights out in Manhattan please
I rode the paddy wagon one time out in Queens
Like its somethin' like a scene out a motion pic
You're over six, rock the kicks you ain't know exist
Shorty blow me kisses I know Valentine
There's always somethin' when I try to balance time
Goin' hammer time, summertime move quick
Another winter in a city and its too brick
Scene cinematic like a Kubrick film
Drums make you go stupid, niggas might lose it in the sacks
Smoke the swisha like I grew up in the west
I don't need you I already blew up in my head
Y be the truest and you knew it represent
The sky was the bluest, I hope whatever happens for the best
[Outro: Samples Brighter Side of Darkness' 1973 "I'm a Loser"]
Baby why can't I come over tonight
I promise you I won't-
I saw you talkin'-
I couldn't keep my-
Tbt was written by YL (Rap).
Tbt was produced by Roper Williams.