Yo Lovin

Yo Lovin...

Wish I could take you back to my younger days

Feet pajamas, oatmeal off the microwave

Way back when I used to watch cartoons

Now I just rock the same shit like cartoons

For the last buck with the chronic

I was supposed to be crib, fruit snacks and Sonic

Now I'm posted in the spot with sacks and Tonic

Serve the high school kids before home economics

With a mind full of money and a heart full of change

Gotcha nigga puffing loosies skip home, a thang

Don't take it as a diss if a nigga don't speak

It's just... a lot on my mind this week

Gave my nigga four years so I smoke more blunts

And the nigga that snitched got 36 months

... what goes around come back

Tryna make the beat cry put my life on the track

Sit in Champion hood, split a swisher down the middle

Nights in the snow, bloc high like acquittal

Got a get it, no matter what's the season

Missed my PO day gotta come up with a reason

My granny die, already used that fuck it

Let the dice know, sipping the henney straight back

Roll another sack gotta get my mind right

Hit the booth spit the truth like W. Cronkite

I'm a heavyweight, guns make you levitate

Bout to get the d back crackin' like '88

Phone was goin' on by Marvin

Cause niggas still hustlin' and starvin'