YFN Lucci — 6 Years Later

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Ooh
You remind me, yeah
You remind me of such sweet memories

Yeah, look, six years later
Still havin’ money problems, but havin’ a lot of paper
Niggas all on my Instagram watchin’, I see you haters
If you ever catch us stalkin’ your ‘Gram, that’s ’cause we takers
Look, these niggas, they don’t want no smoke, they peacemakers
Preach, wake up
I been pourin’ fours, so it be kinda hard for me to stay up
Yeah, I been on the road doin’ shows, tryna get my cake up
Ayy, in the ‘Bach countin’ cash the only time I cake up
Arm stiffer than a Brillo
Bitch, I ain’t no weirdo
I got health issues, bitch, I got an ill flow
They be like, «You harder than a bitch, » yeah, steel-toe
Girl, you know I can’t leave out the house without that damn pole
Look, Summerhill nigga, but I ended up on Melrose
All this damn ice, the 650 keep me damn cold
All this damn ice, e’rybody pourin’ damn fours

This crazy-ass world we live in, I’m prepared for
Look, who you gon’ be there for? Who do all you care for?
They tell me they love me, I tell ’em be careful
Uh, crazy thing about it, they cross you after you help ’em, huh
Crazy thing about it, I was showin’ ’em somethin’ better
Uh, showin’ ’em how to eat, we came from Hamburger Helper
Got a .38 special, I was always somethin’ special, huh
My partner caught a case and I was always tryna help him
Man, I’m still doin’ the same shit six years later