| That was back then, throw it back like Thursday
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| Went from the worst case, now I’m feeling first place
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| Jersey got me that’s my birthplace
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| Got me getting cake no I don’t mean no birthday
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| Now I got a hundred thousand counting
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| Going hard nigga I can move a mountain
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| Sad thing I had to do this shit without you
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| Cause I thought I couldn’t do this shit without you
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| But that was back then, this now
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| She be on the dick now
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| Now them little homies wanna take a flick now
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| Niggas on the internet be talking shit now
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| I ain’t got the time, tell them niggas sit down
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| I been on my grind tell then niggas sit down
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| And I be so high up, high up
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| No I don’t wanna come down
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| That was back then
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| Oh, baby there’s now
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| I be still waiting on respect
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| From some corny niggas I don’t really fuck with
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| And I be still waiting on the bitch
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| That I probably ain’t even get the bucks with
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| And I be still struggling with the niggas
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| On the block that I fell outta touch with
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| And at the end a limo, get the memo
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| It’s the same niggas that I caught the bus with
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| Riding with same young niggas
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| I be in the club and that’s who I flex with
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| Bunch of young niggas nothing changed
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| But the lane, we ain’t never hit the exit
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| Just getting started, every day I’m on the move
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| I just gotta pick the phone up
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| There’s only seven stories in my project
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| Niggas then sales bout to go up
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| That was back then I had hoes and my clothes was some bum shit
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| That was back then I used to fight with my brother over dumb shit
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| That was back then if one fight we all fight, you getting jumped quick
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| And that was back then my father used to hit my mother on some dumb shit
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| We jumped to assumptions
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| We still love him and we just knew it was some drunk shit
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| And that was back then the black cop used to have a black jumper
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| And that was back then the Mayor crib used to look like a frat house
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| Throwing parties to pay the bills
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| It was real I just had to put the facts out
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| That was back then jay niggas got snatched by diapers
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| That was back then the dirty killer used to go off on them ciphers
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| That was back then we had wristbands on with the visors
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| And that was back then me and Eggy we been homies since the diapers
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| And that was back then the old heads man you know they didn’t like us
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| I mean respect us, we was grinding, we was tryna get the check up
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| Wasn’t stepping on their hoes, nothing extra
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| They must’ve felt the pressure
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| Shit they used to keep the work in the dresser
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| Used to have grandma straight stressing
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| That was back then
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| Oh, baby there’s now
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| Baby there’s now
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| They fucking with me now
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| But if this was back then |