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letra de back in the day - blvdbizz

[chorus]
back in the day
stuck in the trap had stacks in the safe
we had the whole city on a wave
now i be rapping i’m changing my ways
i was a youngin’ i jumped in the game
need more b-tches now i’m gettin’ anything
i ain’t selling drugs momma i changed
i’m from a section where youngins they bang
mommas crying when n-ggas get flamed

[verse 1]
i’m from the finch yeah you know where we hang
diamonds bussin’ i’m gettin’ you bent
staying low i was dodging the jam
then i booked for a shooting
officers hating ’cause i’m in my bag
i’m from the trenches it’s nothing to brag
malis at what front gate that’s cap
b-tch ass n-gga ain’t really like that
you can get hit with a smithen
if you a opp you a victim
whole lotta smoke we givin’ yuh
please o’lord forgive me
circle his block we finish yuh
wick block ain’t familiar
watch that whip ’cause we see his car
back to the block where the demons par
back to the block where the demons are
look in their eyes you can see the scars
lotta shed tears and broken hearts
lotta fake friends you can’t tell apart
i’ma get rich with my dawgs involved
if you ain’t slide then you not involved
[chorus]
back in the day
stuck in the trap had stacks in the safe
we had the whole city on a wave
now i be rapping i’m changing my ways
i was a youngin’ i jumped in the game
need more b-tches now i’m gettin’ anything
i ain’t selling drugs momma i changed
i’m from a section where youngins they bang
mommas crying when n-ggas get flamed

[verse 2]
fighting these cases and fighting my demons
some of these n-ggas not what you believing
stackin’ all hunnids from a.m to evening
n-ggas tried pull up them n-ggas ain’t leaving
whole lotta shots on the opps and it repeat
circle your block with a mop and a gg
cross that line no coming back easy
pray for the brothers i see on the t.v
stack up the clip and unload on your mans
brodie a demon he spinning again
i know some brothers who pray with the feds
praying to god like i hope i get in
we from the trenches had nothin’ to land
all of my dawgs in the field chasing m’s
free all of the brothers that’s locked in the pen’
bust down pain and get back to your fam’
[chorus]
back in the day
stuck in the trap had stacks in the safe
we had the whole city on a wave
now i be rapping i’m changing my ways
i was a youngin’ i jumped in the game
need more b-tches now i’m gettin’ anything
i ain’t selling drugs momma i changed
i’m from a section where youngins they bang
mommas crying when n-ggas get flamed

- blvdbizz

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