'92 Civic Lyrics

I be praying for all of my niggas

Hope if I fall I could call on my niggas

And I pray I see all of my figures

Golden State I just really wanna ball with my niggas

Had a vision and it's getting way bigger

Life got real now my heart like December

Had to earn all my stripes like Tigger

Shit was never easy

Do you remember

I don't ever wanna go back

But with no money we was all we had

Tryna make a dollar

Add it to the stash

Stop to get some food

Dine and then we dash

Back when life was simple

Shit was really different

We was in the civic

Smokin weed and trippin

Now we only tryna make a living

We need money, but you cannot take it with you

When it's all said and done

Yeah, hoping I leave a good legacy

Hoping that this money don't make more enemies

If they talk about me, hope you don't mind telling me

Cause my niggas ride around with F&N

Ready to sound off but this ain't no spelling bee

I can't go back to my past, not again

I'm destined to be a star, fuck is you telling me

I'm driving down Biscayne

With the windows down like the car got a temp fade

Thinking about the times on the block like Dikembe

Lotta girls on the strip, they just wanna get they rent paid

They too lit going up on a Wednesday

I know I'm alive, but I'm still tryna live

X'ing out all the haters I can't let 'em win

I was on public transit now I'm taking chances

Tryna make sure I see me some M's

Had to see life from a different perspective

Couldn't see shit, had to switch up the lens

And they be wondering why I be in my own lane

It's because I ain't following trends

So many times had to window shop

Put the clothes back on the rack had no money to spend

Now times is different cause we putting work in

I remember when we had to pretend

I be praying for all of my niggas

Hope if I fall I could call on my niggas

And I pray I see all of my figures

Golden State I just really wanna ball with my niggas

Had a vision and it's getting way bigger

Life got real now my heart like December

Had to earn all my stripes like Tigger

Shit was never easy

Do you remember

I don't ever wanna go back

But with no money we was all we had

Tryna make a dollar

Add it to the stash

Stop to get some food

Dine and then we dash

Back when life was simple

Shit was really different

We was in the civic

Smokin weed and trippin

Now we only tryna make a living

We need money, but you cannot take it with you

When it's all said and done