Retro - Siya

They keep tryna take me way back, tryna

They keep tryna take me way back, tryna

Back to back to back to being broke, sellin dope and lookin bummy

Every single summer only motive was the money

We was buggin gettin bitches hittin licks and politicin

Cause when you from the hood that’s the only way to get it

They don’t wanna see me thumbin through the benjamins

They don’t wanna see these bitches I be messin with

They dont wanna see me pull up in a different whip

Cause a hater gonna hate it when you make it big

They keep tryna take me way back, tryna

They keep tryna take me way back, to that nigga that I used to be

Used to be a little dirty nigga carrying a 30 i was ruthless

Gettin all these bitches wasn’t nothin

Cause they always choosin

Now i’m back on road

Tell these nigga give me trophies

Middle fingers to the nigga who be actin like they know me

Hoe its wild hoolie gang

Been that way since the mud

Lost so many of my niggas from the hood to them slugs, it was wild

If you ain’t know me then dont know me now

I don’t hang around with niggas who could never walk a mile in my shoes

Way back

They be tryna take me way back

They be tryna take me way back, tryna

They be tryna take me way back, to that nigga that I used to be, right?