Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Back Then, artist - Alexander Lewis. Date of issue: 09.12.2018
Song language: English
Back Then |
| I see you, Alex |
| You’re a fucking fool for your shit |
| Appreciate that one |
| As |
| I think it’s |
| Time to put 'em in they place |
| I’ma have to set em straight |
| You don’t know me |
| You don’t know where I’m from |
| Or what I had to do to get this plate |
| Ay |
| Let me paint a picture |
| Everybody dissing |
| Acting like it wasn’t cool to listen |
| Now look at me |
| I said now look at me |
| I’m gonna get started |
| The rhymes been the dumbest since day one |
| Said I want this shit then my mama said pray son |
| I ain’t got no hidden motives |
| I’ma get a bullet, fill it with some foldgers |
| Then pull that muthafucker til they wake up |
| Straight up |
| The illest out the funk |
| Illustrate my life |
| They gon' feel it when it thump |
| I’m 'bout inventive as they come |
| The time it took to get here was expensive and I spent it in the slums |
| This rapping shit fast and quick |
| «I just spent 150 on some activist» |
| Tell me why all y’all act alike |
| Y’all be living like it ain’t no after life |
| I’m tired of the weak shit |
| Listen here, I’ll end your whole career if you sneak diss |
| Peep this |
| People ain’t understand I’m a prodigy |
| Now they’re saying you gotta see |
| But I ain’t really fuckin' with apologies |
| Now I got people calling me |
| Talking 'bout they remember when |
| Get the fuck out my face |
| Y’all ain’t fuck with me back then |
| Now I got people calling me |
| Talking 'bout they remember when |
| Get the fuck out my face |
| Y’all ain’t fuck with me back then |
| Back then they didn’t want me |
| Now I’m hot they all on me |
| Back then they didn’t want me |
| Now I’m hot they all on me |
| Back then they didn’t want me |
| Now I’m hot they all on me |
| Back then they didn’t want me |
| Now I’m hot they all on me |
| So now you’re doing your thing |
| Staying true to the game |
| But keep yourself |
| Don’t get consumed by the fame |
| When you make the cut, what you gon' do with the pain |
| They gon' come to you for the flame |
| But still try to ruin your name |
| Don’t loosen your aim |
| Way too much drive just to cruise in a lane |
| Got the screw in the drank |
| Shit I might go to Houston and swang yeah |
| Feeling like the best since the second that I came here |
| Now I’m finna flex one time for Texas I was made here |
| The funk with me |
| People lookin at my city like it’s they year |
| Mama I’ma make it in a minute just wait here |
| I’m coming back with a million |
| I know that T needs some healing |
| I can’t imagine how you feeling |
| All I know is it kills ya but keep your faith near |
| I’ma pray here |
| Father help my family |
| We’ve had too many downs |
| Don’t mean to bother you |
| Hell, don’t know if I even make a sound |
| I just wanna know about the situation |
| Cops these days are like a gang, kill for initiation |
| It’s crazy, this ain’t the world I wanna bring a baby to |
| I know we don’t speak too much cause I’m afraid of you |
| That’s all that I got at the minute |
| Just hit me back when you hear this |
| (Amen) |
| People on my phone like |
| Like, like they remember when |
| Get the fuck out my face |
| You wasn’t fucking with me back then |
| On my phone like |
| I remember when |
| Get the fuck out my face |
| You wasn’t fucking with me back then |
| I think it’s time to put 'em in they place |
| I’ma have to set em straight |
| You don’t know me |
| You don’t know where I’m from |
| Or what I had to do to get this plate |
| Ay |
| Let me paint a picture |
| Everybody dissing |
| Acting like it wasn’t cool to listen |
| Now look at me |
| I said now look at me |
| Yeah |
| Motherfucker |