Now it’s 20 years later somewhere far across the ocean Here I am, chillin’ with the homies on some grown shit Thank god that I made it this far If it wasn’t for my driver then I would’ve crashed the car It’s the beach boy comin’ through the city goin’ hard I got big money callin’ Im just tryna play it smart Play it smart, I’m just tryna play it smart Play it’s smart, I’m just tryna play it smart
I got rich hoes with me and they don’t know who you are They say, “Yung Pinch why you such a goddamn star?” Poppin’ bottles at the club, gettin' more drinks at the bar These hoes showin’ love, put the whole thing on they card, wait What you mad for? I know bad hoes, on some dark shit They get cash flow, do your own thing, see how that goes That’s what I did, yeah, that’s what I did
Now it’s 20 years later somewhere far across the ocean Thank god that I made it this far If it wasn’t for my driver then I would’ve crashed the car It’s the beach boy comin’ through the city goin’ hard I got big money callin’ Im just tryna play it smart Play it smart, I’m just tryna play it smart Play it’s smart, I’m just tryna play it smart
Used to be the homie, now we on our own shit Don’t know who you are now Switched up who you rode with Don’t act like you know me, don’t act like you know shit Don’t act like we friends now, boy you on that hoe shit Hatin’ on the low shit, talkin’ bullshit Say you wanna see me win, I know you don’t Bitch, remember they ain’t like me Now they act just like me, ran off with my old steeze Tryna dress just like me, I see all that fuck shit Ain’t shit gettin’ by me, used to want to fight me Well pussy boy come try me I’m with all that fuck shit, actin’ like you tough shit New homies really with the shits and they gon’ bust quick No I am not tough bitch, I care about my safety No you can’t replace me, hell no you can’t replace me ‘Cause I want this forever, yeah forever I got all these bands in my hands might change the weather Wish it would get better, I just need a freight Slide it back homeboy you know I’m gon’ be safe Look at where I’m at now, this shit feel like fate Look at where I’m at now, you can’t pass the gate
Now it’s 20 years later somewhere far across the ocean Here I am, chillin’ with the homies on some grown shit Thank god that I made it this far If it wasn’t for my driver then I would’ve crashed the car It’s the beach boy comin’ through the city goin’ hard I got big money callin’ Im just tryna play it smart Play it smart, I’m just tryna play it smart Play it’s smart, I’m just tryna play it smartTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
