Trae Tha Truth, Yung Redd - Just a Week Ago lyrics
[Trae Tha Truth, Yung Redd - Just a Week Ago lyrics]
Ay Trae, i thought these niggas wanted to
See us make it mayn
But I've been seeing otherwise mayn
But it's all hood though
I guess you niggas forgot
It seems to me that all of
My niggas done lost they memories
We use to be so close
Inside the same vecinity but
Shit done changed
It ain't too much clicking
We don't even see the same no mo'
We don't even hit the block to crawl
Chopping up game no mo'
Where shit went wrong I
Really can't tell ya
But I can tell ya I sense it
On top of my game with a bird's eye view
Ain't no way I'ma miss it
But when it's told throughout the hood
They say this nigga done changed
Cause I bought a car and bought a house
And got a few diamonds and thangs
But I'll be damned
If I don't get what the fuck I deserve
But I ask my family who I'm rolling
What about what's the word
About how we use to hit them shows
At about 60 deep and if they don't get in
It's gon be a situation based out of heat
I guess jealousy envy and greed
Come with the turf
You know realness is a given
Nothing equals what it's worth
But time's flying
I don't feel I wanna get it back
Cause jealous motherfuckers
Got me strapped for real
Damn it was all good, just a week ago
I see them niggas in the streets
We don't speak though
But damn it was all good, just a week ago
Jealousy got me focused
This some'ing you niggas need to know
You can't ever, judge a book by it's cover
I'm only one in a million
That came from the gutter
Still I prayed for another way to get paid
Once this street shit played out
A struggle for a hustle
Is never a easy trade out
If money, is the root of all evil
My love for these niggas in the streets
Runs deeper next second you're broke
Look how these niggas treat ya
Six feet underground
Still I'm my brother's keeper
I'm telling y'all
Real talk haters get on your job
Most of these rappers fraud
See they only for sars man
They go for them niggas, riding your co tail
Might as well throw in the towel
You're not gon sell
It's hurting ya to your heart
See us niggas prevail
All's well and ends well
With some weight in the scale
I'm here to cancel your plans
This one is for the fans
Yeah them fake ass niggas
I ain't stealing my hand naw
See us make it mayn
But I've been seeing otherwise mayn
But it's all hood though
I guess you niggas forgot
It seems to me that all of
My niggas done lost they memories
We use to be so close
Inside the same vecinity but
Shit done changed
It ain't too much clicking
We don't even see the same no mo'
We don't even hit the block to crawl
Chopping up game no mo'
Where shit went wrong I
Really can't tell ya
But I can tell ya I sense it
On top of my game with a bird's eye view
Ain't no way I'ma miss it
But when it's told throughout the hood
They say this nigga done changed
Cause I bought a car and bought a house
And got a few diamonds and thangs
But I'll be damned
If I don't get what the fuck I deserve
But I ask my family who I'm rolling
What about what's the word
About how we use to hit them shows
At about 60 deep and if they don't get in
It's gon be a situation based out of heat
I guess jealousy envy and greed
Come with the turf
You know realness is a given
Nothing equals what it's worth
But time's flying
I don't feel I wanna get it back
Cause jealous motherfuckers
Got me strapped for real
Damn it was all good, just a week ago
I see them niggas in the streets
We don't speak though
But damn it was all good, just a week ago
Jealousy got me focused
This some'ing you niggas need to know
You can't ever, judge a book by it's cover
I'm only one in a million
That came from the gutter
Still I prayed for another way to get paid
Once this street shit played out
A struggle for a hustle
Is never a easy trade out
If money, is the root of all evil
My love for these niggas in the streets
Runs deeper next second you're broke
Look how these niggas treat ya
Six feet underground
Still I'm my brother's keeper
I'm telling y'all
Real talk haters get on your job
Most of these rappers fraud
See they only for sars man
They go for them niggas, riding your co tail
Might as well throw in the towel
You're not gon sell
It's hurting ya to your heart
See us niggas prevail
All's well and ends well
With some weight in the scale
I'm here to cancel your plans
This one is for the fans
Yeah them fake ass niggas
I ain't stealing my hand naw