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Yea Spank, what up my
Sup, baby happenin'
Yo son man, at this shit man
Times be fuckin' man

Know what I'm man
I wish we just go sometimes
You know what I
No doubt son, you we all wish

man, but we goin' through transition right now baby
Son as long as I got my with me
But let me yo

I'm about to take your minds on a
'Cuz everytime I rhyme I kick 'The
Remember niggas used to take gold frames and chains
In fact that changed, 'cuz the of the crack game was real

Mad nights, I to daydream
Wishin' I could be the Alpo? Or Green for Fourth Ring?
I used to be magnetized to fly
Had a scheme to get my and eventually rise

I became a little nigga gettin' type often
Livin' the ill life, sportin' Nike forces
I saw Scarface and got my first taste for
I never knew grams of powder could bags of dollars

I spent writin' graffiti
And niggas like Smitty gettin' rich look real easy
Remember
Damn son you takin' a nigga back now

Yo, to all my ghetto legends, whether live or in the
Facing fed time or in a white Lexus
Sometimes you gotta sit back and analyze
'Cuz nothin' moves faster the hands of time

And I remember when the whole game was hot
Son a cop got shot, in Southside
And tactical narcotics teams making
big time could get you fed time

Undercover vibe, pouring out just like red
Mega keys, C's 'bout D's
I heard stories 'bout 300 E's
Yo the mind of a analyst is so handle it

The way I rhymes, considered a gift
I used to that I could be fly like Black Trent
Rockin' Filas, rhyme was the I couldn't deny
I used to read about gettin' busted

'Cuz guys that they trusted, made deals with D.A.'s, corrupted
The feds estimated Fat Cat was millions
Black Ratti was the richest nigga in my
when
Yeah, son was his thing

To all my ghetto legends, live or in the essence
fed time or in a pearl white Lexus
Sometimes you gotta sit and just analyze
'Cuz nothin' moves faster than the of time

Before my story ends, rest in to Killa Ben
And live niggas you live again
I close my eyes and just reminisce
And wonder how a lotta got so rich

I can't forget RK, he introduced lots of loose
A few cops, and a lotta from rooftops, yea
You shoulda the deez when Will bought the red 3-Roller
Memories of those days are

Yea, for all my ghetto
Ever burrough, all my niggas who was
Yea, mean

what I'm sayin' son
Niggas was holdin' it down then
Fat Cat, Tony Montana, Big Wall,
for the team

Motherfuckin' my man Supreme and Four Green?
All them Brooklyn
Alpo? And all them mobstyle doin' it uptown
Boy George all Bronx niggas

Niggas was seein' back then son
The Glory Days, know what I'm
Y'all niggas know I'm talkin' 'bout, word