Oh, them dark days are gone
Them black days are gone
You telling me
The price to know
Somethin' I don't hold
Hit, hit, like home run, yeah, yeah
Hit, hit, like quarterback, yeah, yeah
Hit, hit, when you be her back, yeah, yeah
Hit, hit, when you stick his ass, yeah, yeah
How you gon' tell me I don't know no price
When I'm playing tag in stores
How you gon' tell me I don't know no right
When you be the only one wrong
How you gon' tell me I ain't got no life
When your life be all in your phone
How the f*ck you tell me how to treat a girl right
When you ain't even got no hoes
Yo ass a bitch, don't ever try to tell me shit
Tell me how to run my life
F*ck is you talking about,
Yeah, what my young brother say
(S4L shit bitch)
Staying solid, that's for life
My young nigga setting tribes
SBS make it overnight
I'll never tell you no lies
Gun pointed at me at five
In East Chicago, Indiana
Yeah, the old lady never fired, uh-uh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Uh-huh, uh-huh
Don't tell me you lived my life, oh no
Lil' shawty you on my mind, oh yeah
Shawty on my mind, you know I can't waste a second
I can't waste my time babygirl you really reckless
I just know how you coming when you off the ecsta
Yeah, you know I'm off the ecsta
Yeah, yeah
On the highway take the nearest exit
Babygirl, you give me all the pleasure
Yeah, BPN!