Way Back When

[Intro]
I'm talkin' way back when, on the Westside roads
Had like four, five hitters, homie, you should know
We got mutual friends, yeah
If I go broke, probably take yo' ends
Homie, you should know

[Chorus]
We just mobbed in here, yeah, I can't find no fear, yeah
I been high all year, yeah, I don't mind, aw yeah
Don't have a mind, aw yeah, yeah, I lost it, yeah
I won't cry, it's all good, yeah, I won't find it, I'm good, yeah
I should slow down, we been smokin' dope loud
I just copped a whole pound, the prince of my hometown
If you ain't know now, homie, you should know
On them Westside roads, where my heart turned cold (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 1]
Wake up and fuck up a check
I know the money'll flip
I am just tryna be honest
I'm tired of modest
I feel like I'm runnin' this shit
Fuck your whole clique
I'm 'bout to cop a new whip
Probably go total the shit
I don't give a shit
Y'all are still rollin' up clips
It's never home in this bitch
Holding the grip
I been unloading and shit
Who the fuck said they want it?
I been ready as shit
I just re'd-up and deaded your bitch
Got a flight in the A.M., ain't regular, kid
But I'm still up in Port and the West like it's '06
My ganja is potent
Y'all tryna' promote shit
We fly coast-to-coast, bitch
I live on the road, bitch
I'm done with my old bitch
Selena's the focus and

[Chorus]
We just mobbed in here, yeah, I can't find no fear, yeah
I been high all year, yeah, I don't mind, aw yeah
Don't have a mind, aw yeah, yeah, I lost it, yeah
I won't cry, it's all good, yeah, I won't find it, I'm good, yeah
I should slow down, we been smokin' dope loud
I just copped a whole pound, the prince of my hometown
If you ain't know now, homie, you should know
On them Westside roads, where my heart turned cold (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)

[Verse 2]
I'm usually ridin' 'round in a hot box
Checks comin', I need more, I cannot stop
Bitch, I'm dumbin' till they put me in a pine box
Bet they see me now every single time that I drop
Four bitches all sing, that's a girl group
OG Kush-scented, that's the perfume
Showin' famous bitches that they gettin' curved too
Couple models off white like Virgil, right
I don't think they heard Lou right
I'm sicker than bird flu, right
Rappers is my sons, man, I birthed you, right
Dawg, I got so many bars
Every verse do life, muhfucka, Hugh

[Bridge]
I'm talkin' way back when (Nah-nah, nah, nah, nah)
Where they stay packin' (Nah-nah, nah, nah, nah)
Where they stay trappin' (Nah-nah, nah, nah, nah)
Where them things happen (Nah-nah, nah, nah, nah)

[Chorus]
We just mobbed in here, yeah, I can't find no fear, yeah
I been high all year, yeah, I don't mind, aw yeah
Don't have a mind, aw yeah, yeah, I lost it, yeah
I won't cry, it's all good, yeah, I won't find it, I'm good, yeah
I should slow down, we been smokin' dope loud
I just copped a whole pound, the prince of my hometown
If you ain't know now, homie, you should know
On them Westside roads, where my heart turned cold, yeah

[Outro]
Nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah, nah
Nah, nah
(Nah, nah)
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