[Intro]
Let me pull this out
Thinking ‘bout them days riding dirty in the Ac'
Mama used to pray to god I’d make it out the trap
Love the fast money, no but I

[Hook]
Let me pull this out
Thinking ‘bout them days was riding dirty in the Ac'
Mama used to pray to god I’d make it out the trap
Love the fast money, no but I ain’t going back
I ain’t going back, n***a I ain’t going back
I ain’t going back, n***a I ain’t going back
I ain’t going back, n***a I ain’t going back
Thinking ‘bout them days, was riding dirty in the Ac'

[Verse 1]
I was 17, n***a had my first 30
Do these bitches dirty, shoot that bitch like Stephen Curry
Had my first daughter, that was back in February
N***a hit the trap and made another James Worthy
Mama used to say get your ass back on that porch
Uncle was that n***a then he passed me the torch
We just warming up now, n***a ‘bout the storage
Need a couple M’s, gon’ put my grandma in a Porsche
Tell my baby mama take me off of child support
Bitch don’t call my phone ‘cause I don’t want to hear your voice
Out here doing dirt but I ain’t doing it ‘cause I had to
Every time somebody call my phone it’s always bad news

[Hook]
I can’t take no more, let me pull this out
Thinking ‘bout them days was riding dirty in the Ac'
Mama used to pray to god I’d make it out the trap
Love the fast money, no but I ain’t going back
I ain’t going back, n***a I ain’t going back
I ain’t going back, n***a I ain’t going back
I ain’t going back, n***a I ain’t going back
Thinking ‘bout them days, was riding dirty in the Ac'

[Verse 2]
Thinking ‘bout them days, I seen them [?] on the corner
They don’t hop out, boys will make them folks run up on you
We was throwing tackles, n***as playing pop warner
Mama up to school, she used to love to pop up on you
I ain’t know my daddy, man my daddy now he gone
I’m from Baltimore, the only n***a putting on
Smoking on that Hercules and we don’t call it strong
N***a gon’ finesse you, all your paper gon’ be gone
Bitch I’m from the city where them n***as really ride
Not too many people here make it to 25
We gon’ handle beef, don’t believe in letting shit slide
N***as might just pull up on you, murk you in your ride

[Hook]
N***a where you from, let me pull this out
Thinking ‘bout them days was riding dirty in the Ac'
Mama used to pray to god I’d make it out the trap
Love the fast money, no but I ain’t going back
I ain’t going back, n***a I ain’t going back
I ain’t going back, n***a I ain’t going back
I ain’t going back, n***a I ain’t going back
Thinking ‘bout them days, was riding dirty in the Ac'