Lyrics

[Chorus] I remember back when we was broke Was on our backs with our backs against the ropes With no one to call on and no real place to go So I don't ask no more so tired of hearing no Now this, now this, now this shit is litty like a stove Now they gotta give me what they owe Now i'm flexin' now I gotta do the most That's why my neck and wrist is full of gold [Verse 1] Momma was a stay home momma Daddy workin check to check The bills be due and he'd be scrambling But out gamblin' placin' bets Fuck some patience, stomach's achin' We need bacon, we need eggs My best friend a couple noodles What would you do for some bread? You either sleeping at yo service Servin' life or servin' fiends The only three options I got I heard that as a early teen Crips and Bloods fight like cats and dogs It won't be no birds and bees I be right here in the set I never get a urge to leave We, think it's time to go corporate we said we through with waitin' Is gettin' rich off keys, we had to tune the bass We sell that shit to our momma's to get our Luther straight God a make a way but evil ways that's up for you to change [Chorus] I remember back when we was broke Was on our backs with our backs against the ropes With no one to call on and no real place to go So I don't ask no more so tired of hearing no Now this, now this, now this shit is litty like a stove Now they gotta give me what they owe Now i'm flexin' now I gotta do the most That's why my neck and wrist is full of gold [Verse 2] See we be ballin' like the NBA We never goin' broke again We ain't lookin back won't fall off track we way too focused in Ha ha look at Quincey got on the same shoes and clothes again Now he fresh to death, gotta notify his closest kin Name one nigga doper than Doreatha son All them dark times know we gotta see the sun Success, just need a piece of some All this stress and this pain, need peace to come All them late nights in the studio when I was low on dough I couldn't even make a pizza run Look back at it now we laugh Living like action, we don't even speak with tongue Went on transportation that's public Then it went from a bus to a bucket Treat the bucket like a Benz when you love it Now I got the Benz with the bucket seats, fuck it 100k cash in the duffle Walk in the dealership still on some nigga shit Chains on my neck just swangin' On all of those who left me hangin', I forgave 'em You forgive but you don't forget [Chorus] I remember back when we was broke Was on our backs with our backs against the ropes With no one to call on and no real place to go So I don't ask no more so tired of hearing no Now this, now this, now this shit is litty like a stove Now they gotta give me what they owe Now i'm flexin' now I gotta do the most That's why my neck and wrist is full of gold