I wanna go back to the times
I never went through shit
I wanna go back to the times
I had my niggas with me
Like I done been through hard times
But I can't fold or bend
I gotta stay strong on my grind
Can't let the devil get me
I wanna go back to the times
I never went through shit
I wanna go back to the times
I had my niggas with me
Like I done been through hard times
But I can't fold or bend
I gotta stay strong on my grind
Can't let the devil get me
I know God got me
I'm gone make it
I can see I'm gifted
It's niggas plotting
They be hating
So I keep my distance
I keep my circle so damn small
Could never be too friendly
If you my nigga
You my dawg
Then you considered family
Boy I could spot that fake shit
Like from a mile away (ha)
Could snipe a shiesty snakey bitch
Just from her smiling face (damn)
I peep you flaw, I cut you off
Just give you time and space
Won't say a word,
Cause I won't give a nigga time of day
I'm sorry momma
I can't f*ck with all this school shit
(I can't)
But she ain't tripping
Cause she see I love this music
(I love ya ma)
And that I'm working hard
And never make excuses
Just so my siblings got it all
I'm staying true to this
I got my people
Cause they loyal
And they need me
They had my back
When shit was rough
And I was knee deep
It's all gas and no brakes
Till I'm on Tv
I wanna go back to the time
When shit was easy
I wanna go back to the times
I never went through shit
I wanna go back to the times
I had my niggas with me
Like I done been through hard times
But I can't fold or bend
I gotta strong own my grind
Can't let the devil get me
I wanna go back to the times
I never went through shit
I wanna go back to the times
I had my niggas with me
Like I done been through hard times
But I can't fold or bend
I gotta stay strong own my grind
Can't let the devil get me
Dear lord
I'm here to leave a message
I'm glad you stuck with me
Through all these lessons
Cause all I did was just believe
And then you came with blessings
Cause you could tell what all I need
Before I even asked it
Before I drop down on my knees
And begged you for an answer
Keep the pressure
I can't let up
I gotta keep it stepping
This music game is what I bleed
I'm trynah be professor
Ain't nothing for me in these streets
I gotta keep progressing
So many funerals I seen
I'm thankful every second
Crunch time
I swear this Hustle in my blood line
Getting through that storm
Its hella work
But then its sunshine
I know what I'm worth
What I deserve
I put in over time
Up until to the end
Family and friends
Boy I love all mine
But I Thank God
That I was built like this
And went through shit
Cause baby I was meant for this
(Aye)
And when I die,
Baby remember this
It's hit or miss
You want it gotta take that shit
I wanna go back to the times
I never went through shit
I wanna go back to the times
I had my niggas with me
Like I done been through hard times
But I can't fold or bend
I gotta strong on my grind
Can't let the devil get me
I wanna go back to the times
I never went through shit
I wanna go back to the times
I had my niggas with me
Like I done been through hard times
But I can't fold or bend
I gotta stay strong own my grind
Can't let the devil get me