Big Nug - Long Time Comin' (As I Look Back) Lyrics

f/ First Lady (Major Figgas)



[Big Nug] - Speaking

As I look back, and remember all the shit that's happened to me

I realize that...it's been a long time coming...



[Big Nug] - Rapping

It was hard growin' up, where I lived

One bedroom apartment, Eight little kids

One mother, no father, nigga was all coked up

Thinkin' back I might have even sold that nigga some

At school till three, Hit the corners till two

Part of the family, Helped me deal wit da shit I went through

No promise, a prison with no escape

Growing up in a drugland of poverty and rape

My picture is still on the wall at all the police stations

All the post offices, Nation-wide, I was braisin

A lil' kid, Too dumb to stay out of trouble

A knucklehead, thought by my Moms to be lovable

So much potential, but without a f*ckin' cause

Eager to be the cat to break all the f*ckin' laws

My best friend was Mary, And that ain't no chick

Gina was the name of the girl used to suck my dick, anyway

Time passed and I got older

Father of three children, Not even twenty-one or older

Turned to the streets to keep a nigga sober

Like a shoulder, Except I couldn't lean over

What a life, Now I push around in a Red Range Rover

Take my girl to eat lunches at Dober, Kid's off the street

The struggle is over



[First Lady] - Rapping

Wasn't shit hard...The way our life turned around

Wasn't shit hard...How we had to survive on that ground

Wasn't shit hard...Tryin' to hold shit down

It's been a long time comin', As I look back where I'm from and

Wasn't shit hard...Buyin' dubs wit stamps

Wasn't shit hard...Paper pillows, Old kerosine lamps

Wasn't shit hard...Cockroaches and all dem ants

It's been a long time comin', As I look back where I'm from and



[Big Nug] - Rapping

I still remember that day, Meetin' wit record execs

Outside of the office, Took a hit and a deep breath

Never thought rappin' could bring me so much

Always thought the rap game was too hard to touch

It's too much

For me to sit back and think, About my life, it's old direction

And how I was on the brink, Of losin' my head

Not givin' a f*ck about work, But instead

Chillin' wit my peoples all day long, If I wasn't signed by Chris

I would have been done writing songs

Put it out strong, My mother used to say

And maybe one day, You'll be able to stay

Legit, Leave behind all this thug shit

My mother never thought I was ever comin' home

Feared my ass was iced and alone

Cuz didn't nobody say shit in my hood when they saw it

Think about black folks, We the last to call it

And all these corny rappers talkin' bout

In west Philadelphia born and raised

Make it sound like paradise,

Like Philly life should be praised

Yo ma



[First Lady] - Talking

Sup nigga



[Big Nug] - Talking

Remember dem days



[First Lady] - Rapping

No doubt, When niggas used to steal my mail and

Sell it back to me, No meaning of life

Cuz if I had that they'd take that from me

Workin' three jobs to feed my kids

While my baby father ran off with some trick

Oh I remember



[Big Nug] - Rapping

Them days when it was hard to keep it real

It's been a long time coming coming,

From not knowing about my next meal



[First Lady] - Rapping

Wasn't shit hard...The way our life turned around

Wasn't shit hard...How we had to survive on that ground

Wasn't shit hard...Tryin' to hold shit down

It's been a long time comin', As I look back where I'm from and

Wasn't shit hard...Buyin' dubs wit stamps

Wasn't shit hard...Paper pillows, Old kerosine lamps

Wasn't shit hard...Cockroaches and all dem ants

It's been a long time comin', As I look back where I'm from and





[First Lady] - Rapping

Wasn't shit hard...The way our life turned around

Wasn't shit hard...How we had to survive on that ground

Wasn't shit hard...Tryin' to hold shit down

It's been a long time comin', As I look back where I'm from and

Wasn't shit hard...Buyin' dubs wit stamps

Wasn't shit hard...Paper pillows, Old kerosine lamps

Wasn't shit hard...Cockroaches and all dem ants

It's been a long time comin', As I look back where I'm from and



[Big Nug] - Talking

It was hard...Trying to survive and stay alive

But the scariest shit was that there were niggaz worse off than me

And I had it rough

So this goes out to anybody that went though, Is going through,

Or will go through the struggle, Keep your head, One ("One" is echoed)



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