(pretti)
My momma said she miss the old me
Hey, hey, hey
My momma said she want the old me back
I forgot who I was, and she never forget me
Man, it's not race to be rich, man, nigga that's filthy, huh
If you goin' through somethin', just know that I got your back, huh
If I say the truth, them niggas gon' kill me, huh
Fuck that, I could never let somebody else send me
Fuck that, fuck that, fuck that, huh
How you fuck up so bad, back in the mix again?
Let 'em leave, believe they will be back again
Don't forget, the money ain't your only friеnd
This cup got mixed with the Tris' again
2025, I wanna live again
Bae more sweeter than a purе life
I get mad, when I was high like benson
God damn it, my heart in detention
I start cryin' when I want attention
In my head trynna from up a sentence
Found out my baby on the way, on Christmas
You know I just St. Thomas'd on my dentist
Underground Sound Cypher, you can't miss this
Cayo Banks, money on big fists
Think I'm running shit back like a pick 6
(Brr)
