OLD DAYS

Bitch, we ain't knew a thing, but it was okay Bitch, we ain't knew a thing, but it was okay Bitch, I miss the old days, bitch, I miss the old days, yeah Back when we ain't know a thing But bitch, that was okay (yeah) Bitch, I miss the old days, bitch, I miss the old days, yeah Back when we ain't know a thing, But bitch, that was okay Damn, got him singing your eulogy What you thinking you gonna do to me Yeah, I know you riddled with foolery You dippin', you know you is not cool with me Ayy, send you straight to the nursery Face the facts, lil' bitch, you a goon to me We racking them long sticks like it's pool G Ayy, racking them sticks like pool G And you smoking loose leaf while I'm smoking straight Za Like, get out my face, nah, I'm not taking a loss Live every day like the motherfuckin' playoffs Flare is gonna make your face drop Don't care what you gotta go say, nah I've always been dealing with hate, nah It's cause they don't like me They see that I'm doing my shit And I'm doing it fine, so they don't like me They see that I'm stacking my chips If you get out of line, then you really won't like me Been doing this shit for a while Can't take it away from me Got a feeling this destined to be Been feeling like no one ahead of me Why you keep trying to go get ahead of me When you've been claiming you friends with me No matter what, there was never suppressing me, getting me, so you should let it be I know what come with fame But I'm trying to live in privacy So, bitch, I miss the old days Bitch, I miss the old days Yeah, back when we ain't know a thing But bitch, that was okay (yeah, yeah) Bitch, I miss the old days Bitch, I miss the old days Yeah, back when we ain't know a thing But bitch, that was okay