WWY(We Were Young) (feat. Aaron Mida$)

I was young and doing back flips nigga right in aunty crib Now we flipping hella bricks it's like a nigga built a crib I been smoking hella gas I know it's not good for my ribs I been focused on the present but the old me would've slid For what these niggas did I wish that all my niggas lived Some ain't get to marry and some others left they kids Put that chain around my neck and I be feeling like the shit But I still cannot forget that they left my nigga stretched Hold on Hold on Hold on Hold on Hold on Hold on Hold on Hold on Only boats and hoes could tell you how we rocking How I'm living now ain't nothing but coal up in my stocking Can't say the same for none these pockets I pour red and count up profit Mad I'm pick and choosing Be mad that this money gave me options Move like Lamar when in the pocket Wanna leave but know they need me Must be DK me and Geno in the field this shit a TD All these hoes jump in the Supra used to dub the Mitsubishi Phone ain't DND but promise niggas still can't reach me Outta sight outta mind she give me face and I'll be fine Shit I seen I'm traumatized but getting back the bottom line All that fake shit I despise but I could tell you compromised Just look me in my eyes Just look me in my Hold on Hold on Hold on Hold on Hold on Hold on