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Yea Spank, what up my
Sup, baby whats
Yo son man, at this shit man
Times be changin' man

Know I'm sayin' man
I wish we just go back
You know what I
No doubt son, you we all wish

That man, but we through transition right now baby
Son as long as I got my with me
But let me yo

I'm about to take minds on a trip
'Cuz everytime I rhyme I kick 'The
niggas used to take gold frames and snatch chains
In fact that changed, the error of the crack game was real

Mad nights, I used to
Wishin' I could be the next Alpo? Or Green for Ring?
I used to be magnetized to fly
Had a scheme to get my and eventually rise

I became a little nigga gettin' money often
Livin' the ill life, sportin' Delta forces
I saw Scarface and got my first for power
I never knew grams of powder could bags of dollars

I hours writin' graffiti
And niggas Smitty made gettin' rich look real easy
when
Damn son you takin' a nigga right now

Yo, to all my legends, whether live or in the essence
Facing fed time or in a pearl Lexus
Sometimes you sit back and just analyze
nothin' moves faster than the hands of time

And I remember when the drug game was hot
Son a cop got shot, in Southside
And tactical narcotics teams headlines
big time could get you fed time

Undercover vibe, out just like red wine
Mega keys, C's 'bout D's
I heard 'bout bulletproof 300 E's
Yo the mind of a analyst is mine so it

The way I right rhymes, considered a
I used to wish that I could be fly Black Trent
Rockin' Filas, rhyme was the thing I couldn't
I to read about supplies gettin' busted

'Cuz guys that they trusted, made with D.A.'s, minds corrupted
The feds Fat Cat was gettin' millions
Black Ratti was the richest in my building
when
Yeah, son was doing his

To all my ghetto legends, whether or in the essence
Facing fed time or in a white Lexus
Sometimes you gotta sit and just analyze
'Cuz nothin' faster than the hands of time

my story ends, rest in peace to Killa Ben
And live memories you live again
Sometimes I close my eyes and reminisce
And wonder how a lotta got so rich

I forget RK, he introduced lots of loose rocks
A few cops, and a lotta from rooftops, yea
You shoulda seen the deez when Will bought the red
Memories of days are golden

Yea, for all my legends
burrough, all my niggas who was thorough
Yea, mean

what I'm sayin' son
Niggas was it down back then
Fat Cat, Tony Montana, Big Wall,
Niggas for the

Motherfuckin' my man Magnetic and Four Green?
All Brooklyn niggas
And all them mobstyle niggas doin' it uptown
Boy George all them niggas

Niggas was seein' money then son
The Days, know what I'm sayin''
Y'all niggas know what I'm 'bout, word