Way Back ft. Ry Lyrics

I remember way back when foe nem say he got like five to it

In the booth, I put my mind to it

Fendi keychains foreign whips I'm alive moving

95 got my ride shooting

Fire out the pipes hellcats got they mind losing

It's not they time cruising

Down the E-way getting high

12 behind losing

I'm by myself

Got a lot of women, but that love shit birds no way

Say that she still love me but its words no way

I been with Jhene it's been the worst of days

Call me for the verse they getting like no plays

I just need mo money, need it like mo ways

Money coming in get it like both ways

She like Christian Loubitin don't even rock no Jays

She got many men but miss me like old days

They like CRD a Legend he play like no games

Picture perfect nigga he need like mo fame

Gotta get to class he get like mo brain

Loney at the top but I been hot no flame

I got like too many problems know it cause more pain

Solo in the stu chop it like Lo Mein

Just to ice my shorty out I bought her like four frames

Got another one but I can't drop no names, no names

I remember way back when foe nem say he got like five to it

In the booth I put my mind to it

Fendi keychains foreign whips I'm alive moving

95 got my ride shooting

Fire out the pipes hellcats got they mind losing

It's not they time cruising

Down the E-way getting high

12 behind losing

I'm by myself

Ok

Blowing on some indica

DND the thread

Don't hit my line girl I'm sick of you

I'm fucking on your friend

I don't want you I get rid of you

Moving something sinister

Cannot trust a nigga

Don't call me bro less I'm kin to you

I'm stuck in my ways

From like back in the day

Back when I wore the headband round the two French braids

I be waking up early just to go to sleep late

And I'm not worried bout that shit unless it's getting me paid

It's return of the coup

It's big Ry that dude

I wrote this verse high as fuck in the 312

Lit the blunt crank the gas

Like I'm losing the roof

This that Cosmo Wanda flow

Like I'm Timmy you Poof

This life ain't what it seem

I'm just living my dream

I been balling so damn hard I'm MVP of the league

You trying to play keep up with me

You gone lose some self esteem

And I'm just counting up my money

While your girl roll my weed

Aye

I remember way back when foe nem say he got like five to it

In the booth I put my mind to it

Fendi keychains foreign whips I'm alive moving

95 got my ride shooting

Fire out the pipes hellcats got they mind losing

It's not they time cruising

Down the E-way getting high

12 behind losing

I'm by myself