When I Was

I’m Trying Tell Ya When I Was When I Wasn’t
Now Look At Em On My Dick
Cause They See A Nigga Buzzing
Shit Real I’m Trying Tell Ya
Put That On My Lil Cousin
Before Carried By 6
I Rather Be Judged By A Dozen
Put This One In Youngsta
Young Going Nation
Get Rich Or Die Tryin
Money Is The Motivation
Death Before Dishonor, Money Over Bitches
These Niggas Pop Shooting
On Top Of That They Snitching
3 Racks A Get You Touched
Nigga I Just Holla
And 2 More For Your Bitch
That’s The Power Of The Dolla
One Time For My Nigga On The Block, Still Fighting
Can’t Forget My Niggas In The Parish, Keep Fighting
These Hoes Want Fuck Me, These Niggas Want Kill Me
The D. A Trying To Send Me, Somebody Gotta Feel Me
I’m Humbling Myself But I Keep The Heata Though
Cause It’s Killing Season
Rain. Hail, Sleet, Or Snow Muthafucka
It’s Hard Not To Let The 10 Milliliter Show
One Dick Hold Like 30 Shots Or Better
50 In The Kutta, 17 In The Beretta
With An Open Gun Charge I Just Had Bonded Out Conchetta
Winter Time Bitches They Was On Me Like A Sweater
Never Sent Me One Picture Or Wrote Me One Letter
Them Bitch Niggas Change On A Nigga Like The Weather
It Had To Take This For Me To Get My Shit Together
It’s Them Same Niggas Killing
Them Sane Niggas Telling
Them Same Niggas «Like That»
Them Same Niggas Telling
My Homie Had A Plucka
I Wad Fucked Up In The Melon
He Let Me Get Slammed For It
And I’m a convicted felon
Jumping Out The Audi
Muthafuck A Hottie
YOP Stick Triple Homicide, Fuck A Body
Chop Bricks, Make Em Swear To God I Know karate
But Keep It On The Hush Like Illuminati
Dope Could Take A 3 Still Fire Gotem Shook Up
YoungN This, YoungN That, Everytime I Look Up
Like P, I Got The Hook Up
Its So Much Ice In My Bezzle
It Help Bring The Yoga Out When I Cook Up Ocky
And You Don’t Want No Problems
Work Like Griselda
Clips Like Osama
Dope Got Me Living Presidential Like Obama
Got My Apron In The Kitchen Like Your Momma
Drive Thru Like Popeyes
Chicken On The Menu
That Shit You Re-up with
Nigga Blow That In A Venue
Percocets And Granddaddy
Ciroc and Cranberry
I’m Thugging With A Nigga
Wide Awake Like Katy Perry
Catch Me In VIP Balling Like Jason Terry
Shawty Looking Like She Want Ride A Nigga Like The Ferry
Told Her If She Scared Of Heights
This Ride Gone Be Scary
Bend Her Over Them I’m Going Deep Like A Hail-Mary