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Sometimes I lay back with it

Just reminiscing about the times

May I use words that's triggering?

Before we lost our innocence

Back when things was genuine

Dudes we used to chill with then

Yeah, I'm talking about Tim n em

Before he turned bitch

And then he switched on the homie

Smashed off the 40

He never said sorry

Lucky that you were sober so it didn't turn gory

Moral of the story, don't ever trust a eh sometimes-y ass nigga

Just might fuck around and true crime these ass niggas

Time must go on, no living in the past nigga

And if your phone ring then it better be about the figures

Ayy!

I'm talking C'est La Vie

I'ma be damn proud wearing this crown on me

I'ma stay ten down on this here journey

I ain't from the UK but I got pounds on me

5's, 10's, 20's, 50's and blue B's

Young nigga but my soul so OG

Shawty ain't shit, she for the street

Strange fruit hanging from the eh, tree

Eh-mmm

Eh

Mmm