Then Days Went By (Album Version (Explicit))

This is how monsters function Leave me alone I ain't fucking with nobody Verse 1 Keep fucking with me you going turn me back to Boo-Boo Have me casing out your crib, trying to pop your fucking noodles She was 20, I was 12, man my Nana said she raped me I just smiled from ear to ear, saying take me, baby, take me Since high school, nigga, I ain't got no friends Got two 380s like the Ying Yang Twins Haaan That's spot clicking till the Ds run in Then it's bail money and lawyer fees, you got to have ends Freshman year I had that CBR Hurricane In a ill herringbone, I got them swinging Heroine I shoot a nigga in a heartbeat I ain't no chump Then you can run forrest run, retard when I dump They take kindness for weakness, niggas don't respect that So me I'm where that Ruger, that Pump and that Tec at Some look at me I'm on now, I thought we was rich then Shipment, but you had like twenty bricks in Richmond We was in Cocaine heaven, I was fishscale dreaming We just got in the town, we was strapped up scheming First Country caught a body, then Country caught a body Then I popped a couple niggas then Country shot everybody It's cold blooded, it's real shit, you got to love it Trey-eight Snub it, and don't think nothing of it It's the way of the wolves, it's how they train us to move Get it popping when we shopping, niggas hold down the tools Hook I seen niggas getting rich Then days went by, then days went by, then days went by I was tired of not having shit Then days went by, then days went by, then days went by I seen niggas getting hit Then days went by, then days went by, then days went by We was slinging that shit Then days went by, then days went by, then days went by Here I am Verse 2 Unsure since we was little niggas, son, since we were seven Armed robbery, first degree, my man did seven Niggas popped his whip up, hit his Camry with a seven He a lucky motherfucker, I bet he make it to heaven My Grandpa drunk, my uncle Rock drunk My uncle Champ pump crack, smoked my fucking stash up I had 250 grams stashed on the porch I mean, how much you going to smoke, man How much you going to snort First the VCR went, then the TV went He stole out of mommy purse She thought it was me, kid I ain't ask her for no money, son Cause I was out hustling She was looking at me sideways like I'm a thief or something That hurt me, come on son that wouldn't hurt you I pistol whip that nigga till his face was purple I need anger management, see I hold on to a grudge The same way I hold on to that nickel-plate Snub Bridge The Lord don't have imperfections, baby So I think I'm perfect the way he made me Some say I'm cool, some say I'm crazy Some say I ain't shit, some say I'm amazing Hook