letra de back in my day ft naimad - keyxnn
[verse 1 keyxnn]
back in my day, we used to run up the trap(miami)
we rolled up a wood, we smoking on good, n-ggas talking mad sh-t they get smacked(roll that sh-t up)
my cousin pull up with a mac, 10(bow)
we break in yo house, and we taking yo sh-t make you live in a tent(b-tch)
we upping the mac, then we take out yo gang and we k!lled a lil n-gga i think his name brent(bop bop bop bop)
sh-t, nah, hold up i think his name raymond
i step in this b-tch with a new pair of raybands
don’t step in this b-tch with a new pair of reeboks
he stepped on my gang and guess what? you know he lost
yeah, that n-gga a silly(a silly)
i free-styled this part but i got a white plug and he really tall, i think his name billy
sh-t, f-ck, i mean i know his name billy(billy)
my cousin named baiyan but her user milly(milly)
“can you do my temu?” lil n-gga really?(really)
that sh-t might work but get yo money up
you begging to nights like what in the f-ck?(the f-ck)
you barely get paid let’s keep it a buck
lil n-gga lock in, keep yo tummy tucked(broke ass b-tch)
[interlude keyxnn and naimad]
keep you tummy tucked(pop)
yuhhh, pudeinnawadalaida
and now you know i put in it the wok and i eat up
woo-hoo, sheesh
we got malfoy, harvey right next in the studio(yuh), right ‘cross the street
we really in the trap house studio, we ain’t got a single light
[verse 2 naimad]
said that his cousin pulled up with these mac 10
but back in my day suppressing all emotions
tucking sh-t down to the bottle with pop
pressure on pressure, this sh-t wouldn’t have stopped
winning was done with me, feelings had spelt
limit myself to like 3 of then now
i can’t feel nothing, don’t talk to me
my life is over, might as well k!ll
will i fall down or i rise to the top
you keep me down, is it worth it or not
i don’t wan’ die, it that too much to ask?
you sticking with me, i’m sticking with that
baby’s in baby’s, they don’t really help
generational trauma makes little kids yelp
i just won’t k!ll you my darling don’t yell
speaking to you, past fixations don’t help
[verse 3 keyxnn]
back in my day, we used to run up the trap(miami)
we rolled up a wood, we smoking on good, n-ggas talking mad sh-t they get smacked(roll that sh-t up)
my cousin pull up with a mac, 10(bow)
we break in yo house, and we taking yo sh-t make you live in a tent(b-tch)
we upping the mac, then we take out yo gang and we k!lled a lil n-gga i think his name brent(bop bop bop bop
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