Way Back

(album: Key Stone Prince - 2017)

We gon' keep on spending money, 'cause it keep on coming in
Mama told me "watch my spendin'," I don't see no end to this
I'ma keep on buying dope, gold pendant, gold rope
I'ma keep on popping sticks, hope I can remember this
And we go way back
That don't mean nothing when your homies is turned rat
I can't feel nothing, I'm still numb off them pain meds
This for all my homies who left and they came back
God bless my homies who still serving the slang packs

2 am, I'm up in the valley, need some codeine dreams
Slanging Karo cut with benzo, the fuck you know 'bout me
It ain't nothin, no discussion
Kill slang for them benjis and profits
I got banana clips and choppas, split you, put you in coffins
Sipping banana split, bitch that be the Tech with the 'tussin
Holding, gripping, your life
Cut, no need for the fighting and fussing
Matter fact, way past that, 'cause now you're 6 feet deep
All but sixes, rolling, stoppin, hocking for licks, so I creep
On my knees, you'll never catch me cause I'm too G'd up
Keep a shank on my hip, lil migo got the stick
And about four lines in my cup
Boy get to walking, lil mane, I'm bout my money, lil mane
I pull my heat up out
'Boutta dry you like some chalk in this thing
Those scripts keep calling my name
Birds in the trap and they sing
Keep on grinding, guarantee it gon' pay off, not in a day
That's why we hardly the same
There ain't no shame to my game
This all 'bout loyalty, then why you throwing salt on my name?

We gon' keep on spending money, 'cause it keep on coming in
Mama told me "watch my spendin'," I don't see no end to this
I'ma keep on buying dope, gold pendant, gold rope
I'ma keep on popping sticks, hope I can remember this
And we go way back
That don't mean nothing when your homies is turned rat
I can't feel nothing, I'm still numb off them pain meds
This for all my homies who left and they came back
God bless my homies who still serving the slang packs