Highs & Lows Lyrics

Back then we ain't know no better

Had a hunnid on the dash with the pedal to the metal ahh

Back when times were easy

Wasn't no rhyme or reason

Man you wouldn't believe it ahh

On ten whole gang in the sprinter

And we prayin' to God that this shit don't get thicker ahh

Tryin not to think about it

Everybody knows

Just how it goes

Highs and the lows

Yeah, yeah

Cut the 808's and let me talk for a minute

I'm thanking God every day for the gift I've been given

I pray to God there's a way to see the whole team eat

Pray to God theres a way to feed the whole family (Yeah)

Just the beginning

I promised my mom imma get

She ain't raised no quitter

I swear to God

I'm getting the bag

And bringing it back

And then we gon' split it

If I was you I'd believe me

Clean as the water from Fiji (Yeah, yeah)

I'm doing this for the younger me

And I bet that he wouldn't believe it nah

Back then we ain't know no better

Had a hunnid on the dash with the pedal to the metal ahh

Back when times were easy

Wasn't no rhyme or reason

Man you wouldn't believe it ahh

On ten whole gang in the sprinter

And we prayin' to God that this shit don't get thicker ahh

Tryin not to think about it

Everybody knows

Just how it goes

Highs and the lows

Yeah, yeah

Ten toes down

Steady rockin' with the homies

In the hometown

Everybody yeah they know me

Keep it low-key

When I move in the city

Nah I ain't gotta think about it

I just know that we winnin' yeah

I gotta make it on top for my brothers

I ain't got time today

I gotta make it on top for the people that love me

I told em' I'd find a way

I gotta make it on top for my city

I'm bringin' it with me the 918

It's been a long time comin' ever since back then when

Back then we ain't know no better

Had a hunnid on the dash with the pedal to the metal ahh

Back when times were easy

Wasn't no rhyme or reason

Man you wouldn't believe it ahh

On ten whole gang in the sprinter

And we prayin' to God that this shit don't get thicker ahh

Tryin not to think about it

Everybody knows

Just how it goes

Highs and the lows

Yeah, yeah

Back then we ain't know no better

Had a hunnid on the dash with the pedal to the metal ahh

Back when times were easy

Wasn't no rhyme or reason

Man you wouldn't believe it ahh

On ten whole gang in the sprinter

And we prayin' to God that this shit don't get thicker ahh

Tryin not to think about it

Everybody knows

Just how it goes

Highs and the lows

Yeah, yeah