| They’re gonna die |
| Why would I wanna |
| We was out in Brambleton after Pooh got hit |
| Club entourage in that new drop six |
| Ice that’ll snag any new hot bitch |
| Champagne super soaker screamin' who got this |
| Beach niggas wanted work that they could move out quick |
| But my Norfolk niggas, they was on some shoot out shit |
| You and I, we were different like the two got mixed |
| Buyin' biggies but was ridin on some 2Pac shit |
| We was both hurt when we see how Q drop bitch |
| Said we knew the ledge better, we the new plot twist |
| Who knew your face bein' all across the news outlets |
| Would mean forever I would never talk to you 'bout shit |
| Huh |
| Why would I wanna hold you down |
| When I know you now, the past is your go to now |
| Shit, we really used to roll around |
| Coppin' quarter pounds, from the border towns |
| And shit, Ferraris gettin' ordered now |
| Can’t water down, got fathers to you daughters now |
| Shit, but let me bring it all around |
| Roles are different now, niggas need to tone it down |
| You would pay sixteen, I would pay eighteen |
| When I paid twenty-two, still was a great thing |
| Laid up countin' a million, we daydream |
| Till the plug took back his half, that’s they change |
| Who was with you roaming the halls at night pacing |
| 'Cause the feds watching them things that we chasing |
| Sliding doors just like the van on eighteen |
| Revolvin' doors on them whores, they playthings |
| It was much more than foreigns that we were racing |
| If the past catch your dash, no erasing |
| Black Rarri, white hood, make it a race thing |
| Who knew our dynasty would end up a Xinjiang thing |
| Why would I wanna hold you down |
| When I know you now, the past is your go to now |
| Shit, we really used to roll around |
| Coppin' quarter pounds, from the border towns |
| And shit, Ferraris gettin' ordered now |
| Can’t water down, got fathers to you daughters now |
| Shit, but let me bring it all around |
| Roles are different now, niggas need to tone it down |
| It was sad watching dude in Vlad interviews |
| Really it’s 'bout me, he channeled it through you |
| Had a million answers, didn’t have a clue |
| Why Michael kissed Fredo in Godfather II |
| Names they concealed, I don’t make up shit |
| This that no witnesses wrapped in duct tape shit |
| Needed all my niggas just to move your brick |
| That had me on Brambleton back when Pooh got hit |
| Why would I wanna hold you down |
| When I know you now, the past is your go to now |
| Shit, we really used to roll around |
| Coppin' quarter pounds, from the border towns |
| And shit, Ferraris gettin' ordered now |
| Can’t water down, got fathers to you daughters now |
| Shit, but let me bring it all around |
| Roles are different now, niggas need to tone it down |
| Why would I wanna hold you down |