5 Years Later
[Intro]
Let's get it, uh, five years later
Haha, these dreams, n***a
Uh, let me let you know
Yeah, I say, yo, bro, what you wanna do?
I got my hand on the Glock, first, on talk
We bout to hit him, my heads gon' pop
We doin' this shit like a what?
My n***as comin' on what?
Like Jeff Bezos shit on the city
Cause you know I'm runnin' it up
[Verse 1]
It's like it's five years later
Got a n***a doin' his thing
They say, yo, J, bout to rock up these stages
Cause you know I'm gettin' real paid
I meet a n***a who doin' his thing L -A -Q -O -J, you gon' blow up the stage
I'm not gon' give, I'ma do it I need a great n***a when I'm gettin' this payin'
Fifty hundred for a feature, tell them n***as you ain't paid
None of this free shit, no more, kid I cut it off and now I'm playin'
It's like it's five years later, n***a
N***as still jackin' fifth I tell them, catch him a killer and shit
I catch him, eat me, I'ma hit him and shit
Don't talk, double, I got him Birdo on the truck, like Spartan, I got him Like what, how the few? I tell a birdie, I spot him, I drop him
Gang, you wanna talk on this shit, I'm actin' number one up in the prosper
I heard the labels really wanna scout, I'm actin' draft on up in the paper
Kid, New York, shout out my n***as, we ball at the Knicks
Yo Twister, hit a stick, I call a midget, we ballin' brick
We on top of this shit, we runnin' the money, we runnin' it up shit Fifth, gotta get it, what's the bag?
My n***as runnin' the shit on this shit I got money, n***a, I don't talk
I'm a young n***a through a sting
Broke out the knock, bro, bang, I heard this shit got me up in my lane
Like them n***as wanna talk on this shit, I'm actin' young n***a up and sing
It's double -oh -seven, call me James Bond
N***a, I ain't playin' no games, yeah It's five years later, n***a, I ain't feelin' no weight
Got a n***a walkin' the stage, act like O.J
You about to blow up the stage, how they talk, I ain't feelin' no weight
I call lil' bro for the mage, what's the plug?
Hit a name, I know these n***as, they feelin' my name
Like you steppin' inside, I'ma get him
Like a bro got the chopper, gon' get him
Bap, diss him, go get him
Bro, they got spot him, got him, diss him
Got no time, what they gon' do?
[Verse 2]
I'm like your young n***a, hang out the coop
When I slide, make it, I move I tell them n***as I ain't make a truck, heard them opp n***as wanna pop
Everybody wanna rock, young n***as speakin' this game when it's choppy
Everybody wanna rock, boy, n***as can't rap
I'm like a young n***a, stayin' packed
You know them n***as talkin' with the facts I got em, spot em, bitch
Know I'm gettin' to them racks
Let me talk, step on this shit I'm like a young n***a, do it again
They wanna talk, chop to a band
Like a bitch wanna fuck with a young n***a's friend
Ain't no time, cut up the leaf All them bitches really wanna talk
Tell that bitch, you gon' frog it I'ma fuck her, then I'll make her weep
Ain't no time, step in this shit I'm like a young n***a, runnin' my mind
Five years later, them n***as feelin' like I did twenty to five
I'm only 20, do it bad, my n***as come and we throwin' them racks
Where you at? Get back, gra, gra, gra, gra
[Chorus]
It's like it's five years later, Jack like O.J., you rockin' him stage
I'm gettin' money, I'm gettin' real paid, hop out, fool, n***a, I don't play
[Verse 3]
Skrrt, skrrt, hop out, n***a, you know I don't play I got the Glock, and you know
I don't play, I call my n***as different than the status
Like O.J., you really wanna do it, I make y'all n***as feelin' the weight
I got the bag, triple I state, I got the money, I race
Y'all n***as come and you talk about love, but them bitches always showin' love
I'm like a young n***a, know what's up
Take care of the fam for our love
Let's go, bitch, I'ma step with the glove
Like you, Michael, you punchin' and talk on this shit
My n***as know I'm up, gang
[Outro]
It's like five years later, you know that I'm up
I throw the bag, different what's up
More money comin' with it up
Gra, gra!
Let's get it, uh, five years later
Haha, these dreams, n***a
Uh, let me let you know
Yeah, I say, yo, bro, what you wanna do?
I got my hand on the Glock, first, on talk
We bout to hit him, my heads gon' pop
We doin' this shit like a what?
My n***as comin' on what?
Like Jeff Bezos shit on the city
Cause you know I'm runnin' it up
[Verse 1]
It's like it's five years later
Got a n***a doin' his thing
They say, yo, J, bout to rock up these stages
Cause you know I'm gettin' real paid
I meet a n***a who doin' his thing L -A -Q -O -J, you gon' blow up the stage
I'm not gon' give, I'ma do it I need a great n***a when I'm gettin' this payin'
Fifty hundred for a feature, tell them n***as you ain't paid
None of this free shit, no more, kid I cut it off and now I'm playin'
It's like it's five years later, n***a
N***as still jackin' fifth I tell them, catch him a killer and shit
I catch him, eat me, I'ma hit him and shit
Don't talk, double, I got him Birdo on the truck, like Spartan, I got him Like what, how the few? I tell a birdie, I spot him, I drop him
Gang, you wanna talk on this shit, I'm actin' number one up in the prosper
I heard the labels really wanna scout, I'm actin' draft on up in the paper
Kid, New York, shout out my n***as, we ball at the Knicks
Yo Twister, hit a stick, I call a midget, we ballin' brick
We on top of this shit, we runnin' the money, we runnin' it up shit Fifth, gotta get it, what's the bag?
My n***as runnin' the shit on this shit I got money, n***a, I don't talk
I'm a young n***a through a sting
Broke out the knock, bro, bang, I heard this shit got me up in my lane
Like them n***as wanna talk on this shit, I'm actin' young n***a up and sing
It's double -oh -seven, call me James Bond
N***a, I ain't playin' no games, yeah It's five years later, n***a, I ain't feelin' no weight
Got a n***a walkin' the stage, act like O.J
You about to blow up the stage, how they talk, I ain't feelin' no weight
I call lil' bro for the mage, what's the plug?
Hit a name, I know these n***as, they feelin' my name
Like you steppin' inside, I'ma get him
Like a bro got the chopper, gon' get him
Bap, diss him, go get him
Bro, they got spot him, got him, diss him
Got no time, what they gon' do?
[Verse 2]
I'm like your young n***a, hang out the coop
When I slide, make it, I move I tell them n***as I ain't make a truck, heard them opp n***as wanna pop
Everybody wanna rock, young n***as speakin' this game when it's choppy
Everybody wanna rock, boy, n***as can't rap
I'm like a young n***a, stayin' packed
You know them n***as talkin' with the facts I got em, spot em, bitch
Know I'm gettin' to them racks
Let me talk, step on this shit I'm like a young n***a, do it again
They wanna talk, chop to a band
Like a bitch wanna fuck with a young n***a's friend
Ain't no time, cut up the leaf All them bitches really wanna talk
Tell that bitch, you gon' frog it I'ma fuck her, then I'll make her weep
Ain't no time, step in this shit I'm like a young n***a, runnin' my mind
Five years later, them n***as feelin' like I did twenty to five
I'm only 20, do it bad, my n***as come and we throwin' them racks
Where you at? Get back, gra, gra, gra, gra
[Chorus]
It's like it's five years later, Jack like O.J., you rockin' him stage
I'm gettin' money, I'm gettin' real paid, hop out, fool, n***a, I don't play
[Verse 3]
Skrrt, skrrt, hop out, n***a, you know I don't play I got the Glock, and you know
I don't play, I call my n***as different than the status
Like O.J., you really wanna do it, I make y'all n***as feelin' the weight
I got the bag, triple I state, I got the money, I race
Y'all n***as come and you talk about love, but them bitches always showin' love
I'm like a young n***a, know what's up
Take care of the fam for our love
Let's go, bitch, I'ma step with the glove
Like you, Michael, you punchin' and talk on this shit
My n***as know I'm up, gang
[Outro]
It's like five years later, you know that I'm up
I throw the bag, different what's up
More money comin' with it up
Gra, gra!