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Ab-Soul
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Back Then
I'm turned up right now
I'm turned up right now
I'm off half a bean it's like eighty degrees
But I got the chills right now
I'm turned up right now
I'm turned up right now
I'm off half a bean it's like eighty degrees
But I got the chills right now
I'm turned up right now
I'm turned up right now
I'm off half a bean it's like eighty degrees
But I got the chills right now
She looks hot so I need that but if you can understand my language
A dollar might fuck your main bitch
I fuck a main bitch, ain't got no main bitch
That was back then, no disrespect to none of them
Cause what I learned from all of them, is that everything comes to an end
So I'mma party to the end, can I finish, counting ends
I don't drive but I'm in a Benz, she don't lie 'less she with her man
She don't smoke, but she roll my dope
I don't licky lick, she know that's a joke
She suck dick off impulse, that's 69 if you can't divide
I wasn't great in algebra, but I can talk you about your bra
Take you places you can't see, with just two eyeballs
I got three eyes, I got three legs, pick one
Long-term, tre piece, but this will be my fifth run
Harry fraudulent on the beat, I beat up that's my word
Action Bronson got the weed, I need, I didn't have to pee
Back then, way back when, I was broke that s rub me
Nigga my time is coming, look what I done did
Swag on 300, TDE we balling man
Inside the game ain't too much change
I told y'all I been gone insane, that was
Back then, way back when
Back then, way back when
Back then, way back when
Back then, way back when
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My time is coming, look what I done did
Yeah, bring it down, home girl ain t sharing
I m balling, man, I m balling, man
Tell that thug deja-vu, bitch
I m balling, man, I m balling, man
Sacked out, black out, rat out
I m balling, man, I m balling, man
Hey rag doll gotta help me, though
Balling, man, I m balling, man
I m balling, man, I m balling, man
Tell that thug deja-vu, bitch
I m balling, man, I m balling, man
Hit her one time, don t call her, man
Back then, way back then you d have thought I had sense
That s cause you ain t know what I had since
Ask you I m getting dude don t call me BMF
I m spinning every dough I get, old marijuana by the zippy
Shaking Fetuccine Alfredo, teenager s a pro
Magazine, codeine, that s 16 and lean
Keep that on the low, I m talking too much, I had two eatables
Pour up a foe for soul, I m doing incredible
Considering my schedule
BET you think matters if it don t, it pay, though
Show em the sing, that top dog, should ve signed a page row
Grade A though you keep coming, just keep coming
Back then, way back when, I was broke that s rub me
Nigga my time is coming, look what I done did
Swag on 300, TDE we balling man
Inside the game ain't too much change
I told y'all I been gone insane, that was
Back then, way back when
Back then, way back when
Back then, way back when, look what I done did
Back then, way back when
Back then, way back when
My time is coming, look what I done did
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