[Intro: Jim Jones]
Mhm
So much we could talk about, right?
Uh, shit
[Verse 1: Jim Jones]
I remember tap dancing in my black Vans (I remember that)
It's feeling like the day we used to get that pack from Branson (Long time ago)
When they snatched the mail and then they try to asked for ransom (Chilly)
When we always kept it on us, you could ask handsome, shit (Blood)
But now we got the Range for the tough terrain (Facts)
You know the Rolls with the umbrellas in case it fuckin' rain (What's the forecast?)
We got the blickies with the switches in case you touch my chain (Grrt)
And when thеm boys was at the door, we screamin' flush thе 'caine (Squally)
Couple niggas from my block was going up to Maine (Getting money)
A few of them caught life, that's just the fuckin' game (I miss 'em)
They had them trays, we had the nicks, they fuckin' up the game (We gon' get 'em)
Everybody in my household used to hustle 'caine (Mami)
Now it's private meetings in the private rooms (That's a fact)
On private jets with the tech for that bada boom (Where next?)
Water like the Maldives, five hundred thousand on my sleeve
Still break your bank, give niggas a walk 'fore I breathe (What's hittin'?)
[Chorus: Riot Angel & Maino]
Back in the days when the boosters had half off (Yeah)
Back in the day, had to took what I have off (Yeah)
We in them days, they don't fight, they just blenders (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Still 'til this day, I'm still totin' my hammer (Are you dumb?)
'Til this day, I still keep my shit tucked (Yuh)
'Til this day, my young boy'll let it bust (Let me, let me bring you back to Brooklyn)
My money got a funny odor, it's a must (What's up, Capo?)
Was ridin' 'round with a sawed off in the trunk
[Verse 2: Maino]
Remember way back when we was never on computers (Woo)
Back when the cable rockin' drug dealers had recruiters
We was selling packs and buying gooses off the boosters (Uh-huh)
And I, mama prayed that the devil wouldn't lose us (Woo)
We was letting clips off before they called us shooters
We was on them corners 'til the D's came to move us
Either kill or we die when you live in the Stuy (Stuy)
It was Polo and Guess, that meant we was fly, right?
Think about it, juveniles, we was wildin' (Uh-huh)
It was Spofford in them homes, then they sent us to the island
Man, I miss home, sending flicks home, but I'm smilin'
Talkin' back before my father crack habit was a challenge, hey
These the dreams that started from a half ounce
Back when me and Kima used to kiss on her mama couch (Kima)
Eighty had the 380 (Yuh), made me bring the llama out
Way before them strippers had a store and every dollar out
[Chorus: Riot Angel]
Back in the days when the boosters had half off (Yeah)
Back in the day, had to took what I have off (Yeah)
We in them days, they don't fight, they just blenders (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Still 'til this day, I'm still totin' my hammer (Are you dumb?)
'Til this day, I still keep my shit tucked (Yuh)
'Til this day, my young boy'll let it bust (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
My money got a funny odor, it's a must (Are you dumb?)
Was ridin' 'round with a sawed off in the trunk
