When I was younger, lil bit younger than I am
I was the smell of my gram, pushing these words with diaphragm
When I ain't had no plan, but just to tour these lands
And chip off more legions, that dip is more than he can
Deliver, lucid dreams remembering I'd quiver
Cold sweats my old sweats it wasn't even winter
I worked so hard for a dinner, ate and felt like I'm a winner
My Bombay was basked in sin but pray to God I ain't no sinner
I was rolling up a blunt, in the backseat of the wheels
Moving round the city tryna find our newest thrills
A couple nights that changed my life I can still can feel the chills
And some other nights that saved my life I don't even feel real
It was chilling up the road, smoking be pouring out the windows
Feel cold air from the breeze and breezing off on incidentals
Niggas running round the street I seen em dogs with no dentals
Pulling robbery's and shit stolen cars ain't no rentals
Dark nights, wonder if we even see them
We hold them streets signs, but can they even read them
I know my demons after me but I don't wanna meet them
My angels they abandoned me, and I ain't get a reason
Keep it running
Stepping stones we step on bones breaking in our way
Rolling separate cones they different holmes we smoking everyday
Get my OE for the culture cause I sip a different way
And when the posers act like vultures know they seeking an escape
It's my reality nigga, my mentality nigga
That could make my shit blow up but my head won't be any bigger
All these lil niggas cocky getting cut like pointed fingers
Thinking they could top me but they vision is disfigured
I used to do it for the free but now I do it for free throw
You could throw your life away but don't even test me on the three though
I'll pave they for younger cats who couldn't even meet hoes
And children at my concerts, standing up on three toes
Sit in back roll up some dro
Finna relax, f*ck on your hoe
Give her right back, ain't no ride home
And repeat that, how that shit go
How that shit go
Sit in the back, roll up some dro
Finna relax, f*ck on your hoe
Give her right back, ain't no ride home
And repeat that, that's how it go
That's how it go
Killed by Nature - Back of My Mind Lyrics
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English
When I was younger, lil bit younger than I am
I was the smell of my gram, pushing these words with diaphragm
When I ain't had no plan, but just to tour these lands
And chip off more legions, that dip is more than he can
Deliver, lucid dreams remembering I'd quiver
Cold sweats my old sweats it wasn't even winter
I worked so hard for a dinner, ate and felt like I'm a winner
My Bombay was basked in sin but pray to God I ain't no sinner
I was rolling up a blunt, in the backseat of the wheels
Moving round the city tryna find our newest thrills
A couple nights that changed my life I can still can feel the chills
And some other nights that saved my life I don't even feel real
It was chilling up the road, smoking be pouring out the windows
Feel cold air from the breeze and breezing off on incidentals
Niggas running round the street I seen em dogs with no dentals
Pulling robbery's and shit stolen cars ain't no rentals
Dark nights, wonder if we even see them
We hold them streets signs, but can they even read them
I know my demons after me but I don't wanna meet them
My angels they abandoned me, and I ain't get a reason
Keep it running
Stepping stones we step on bones breaking in our way
Rolling separate cones they different holmes we smoking everyday
Get my OE for the culture cause I sip a different way
And when the posers act like vultures know they seeking an escape
It's my reality nigga, my mentality nigga
That could make my shit blow up but my head won't be any bigger
All these lil niggas cocky getting cut like pointed fingers
Thinking they could top me but they vision is disfigured
I used to do it for the free but now I do it for free throw
You could throw your life away but don't even test me on the three though
I'll pave they for younger cats who couldn't even meet hoes
And children at my concerts, standing up on three toes
Sit in back roll up some dro
Finna relax, f*ck on your hoe
Give her right back, ain't no ride home
And repeat that, how that shit go
How that shit go
Sit in the back, roll up some dro
Finna relax, f*ck on your hoe
Give her right back, ain't no ride home
And repeat that, that's how it go
That's how it go
I was the smell of my gram, pushing these words with diaphragm
When I ain't had no plan, but just to tour these lands
And chip off more legions, that dip is more than he can
Deliver, lucid dreams remembering I'd quiver
Cold sweats my old sweats it wasn't even winter
I worked so hard for a dinner, ate and felt like I'm a winner
My Bombay was basked in sin but pray to God I ain't no sinner
I was rolling up a blunt, in the backseat of the wheels
Moving round the city tryna find our newest thrills
A couple nights that changed my life I can still can feel the chills
And some other nights that saved my life I don't even feel real
It was chilling up the road, smoking be pouring out the windows
Feel cold air from the breeze and breezing off on incidentals
Niggas running round the street I seen em dogs with no dentals
Pulling robbery's and shit stolen cars ain't no rentals
Dark nights, wonder if we even see them
We hold them streets signs, but can they even read them
I know my demons after me but I don't wanna meet them
My angels they abandoned me, and I ain't get a reason
Keep it running
Stepping stones we step on bones breaking in our way
Rolling separate cones they different holmes we smoking everyday
Get my OE for the culture cause I sip a different way
And when the posers act like vultures know they seeking an escape
It's my reality nigga, my mentality nigga
That could make my shit blow up but my head won't be any bigger
All these lil niggas cocky getting cut like pointed fingers
Thinking they could top me but they vision is disfigured
I used to do it for the free but now I do it for free throw
You could throw your life away but don't even test me on the three though
I'll pave they for younger cats who couldn't even meet hoes
And children at my concerts, standing up on three toes
Sit in back roll up some dro
Finna relax, f*ck on your hoe
Give her right back, ain't no ride home
And repeat that, how that shit go
How that shit go
Sit in the back, roll up some dro
Finna relax, f*ck on your hoe
Give her right back, ain't no ride home
And repeat that, that's how it go
That's how it go
Writer: Giovanni Colindres
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