Way Back When Lyrics

I'm in Cleveland with it, it's like 10pm, literally,

I'm just feeling myself, ha, ha

Like way back when,

Like way back when, life was fucked up,

Till I made it out, I was moving them pounds, now I'm moving the crowd

You ain't wanna see me win, no, you gotta see me now,

Bitch ass nigga 3000 for the Shoes that I wore on the stage

Bitch wanna wear my chain

I ain't even Trippin and I went bought a new one today

Nigga gotta stay in yo lane, No you can't do what I do, You gon' run out of pape

This shit it can't fit in my pocket know that I got it

Catch me outside when I'm popping shit

Got me reminiscing bout the days, it was 2009

In 2009, broke no lie, had to switch it up, everyday gotta ride with a pistol tuck

And you niggas gon' die if you come for me

Ain't no nigga alive that can fuck with me

Send his ass up, he turn To a memory

And lil' mama gon' cry when she remember me

When we talk bout the shit that we been through

Tell no lies when you vent to me,

Say you like how you feel When I'm in you

We catch a vibe when we off the weed

Said some shit I ain't mean to

If you wanna cry you can come to me

200 digital dash, I fell in love with the fast Road, hop in that bitch and go fast forward

Bentley coupe ain't no Jaguar, bitch wanna ride with a bad boy

This a G-Wagon no Rav-4, shock the world now they mad for it

All the times I ain't had more

It was way back then, like way back when, life was fucked up, till I made it out

Now I'm up in them clouds, all Them times I was down

Say you wanted me out, how you feelin' me now

Bitch ass nigga, 3000 for the shoes that I wore on the stage,

Bitch wanna wear my chain

I ain't even trippin', I went and bought a new one today

Nigga gotta stay in yo lane, no you can't do what I do, You gon' run out of pape

This shit it can't fit in my pocket

Know that I got it, catch me outside when I'm poppin' shit,

How you get rich, stackin' bricks, every week, A to Z

Niggas taxin', I got cheap

Come to me, come to me!