Flashbacks

Man
I’m having flashbacks
From my past
When I be in the club
All the hoes think I’m mad
I be like
H*** nah
Baby
You can
Gon ahead and dance
And besides
I just made
Another twenty bands
I blew another five
In Louis
I be going ham
I got these
Old hoes
Tryna find out who I am
It’s Willie Bee
These bitches know me
Cause I’m in the streets
I’m knee-deep
As concrete
It ain’t no flaw in me
Them flashbacks
Always seem to comeback
Haunting me
I did
A lot of dirt
And kept some bad company
Them bricks and bills
I sold
It made me live comfortably
I go hard
I stay hard
It ain’t no front in me
I have a hard time
Dealing with my past
I shot at n*****
I sold weed, I sold glass
I made
The baddest hoes out
Kiss my ass
Ya d*** right
Ya know a n**** gon brag
I have a hard time
Dealing with my past
I shot at n*****
I sold weed, I sold glass
I made
The baddest hoes out
Kiss my ass
Ya d*** right
Ya know a n**** gon brag
You ever had that feeling
You was being watched
You ever had that habit
That you couldn’t stop
It take a lot of chances
For this life to pop
And you could lose it all
From a gunshot
I was dealing weight
Wit my mans out of state
Heaven sent n****
But he wanted major weight
Dummy brick
Had to bake that little baby a cake
Playing chess
Not Checkers
No stalemate
Before I sleep
I pray I see
Another day
Calculated moves
Only road I take
Watch out for the snakes
Watch out for the fakes
Momma told me
That before I left her place
I have a hard time
Dealing with my past
I shot at n*****
I sold weed, I sold glass
I made
The baddest hoes out
Kiss my ass
Ya d*** right
Ya know a n**** gon brag
I have a hard time
Dealing with my past
I shot at n*****
I sold weed, I sold glass
I made
The baddest hoes out
Kiss my ass
Ya d*** right
Ya know a n**** gon brag